Give me...

Nevermind that your scared!
Give me truth!
Give me the first thought
Not the nice thought!
You, I want you!
Not a mask of polite-niceness
I want the hammer that breaks the rock
Give me truth!

Truth! Lord give me truth!
The thing that shatters and sings and burns
Break me that I may sing it out
TRUTH.
An obsession, you say?
Surely not!

How can one be obsessed with something
The entire world forgot?

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