i am some kind of animal...
that feels with the heart of a man...
the weakness for love...
and the caring touch...
feral breaths fight away...
the world of man...
for what love it does hold...
beasts are of nothing...
with no hearts to want...
the savage life is tearing...
as an animal...
and not man...
the heart of the weak, the solid...
is truth animals never know
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