Eloquently.
Though, eloquent isn't
The word I would use
To describe what I mean
To say.
No.
My words should not be
Eloquent.
Because eloquence was abandoned
Along with me
And my heart.
Thrown to the side
Put on hold.
Wait until I'm better
Before you can heal.
So tell me,
How do I put this
Truthfully.
Because the truth has
Always been
Elusive.
The truth doesn't exist
Not like it used to, at least.
It ran away long ago
Hid itself behind your teeth
Bleeding as you bit your
Tongue harder to keep it from
Escaping.
----
I say.
I've done it again.
(old.)
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