Call of the wild
Animal Passion hunger and lust rise within from the swells of us, conscience thought all fades away, growling emotion is hell to pay! The seeds of churning, burning fire, go unquenched by constant desire, always hungry looking for prey, letting nothing stand in the way. Instinct driven, primal need, can often be a humans creed. neglecting intellect come what may, forcing lust to rue the day!
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Written by: Cara Marie Filipeli