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Jun 2015
You ever want to get primal?
You ever want to get loose?
Become cut throatΒ Β and cut throats,
go back to the time of sacrificing lambs and goats.
That's the urge.
That's the instinct.
Savagery in a instant.
Sharpen teeth and sharpen claws go back to four legged paws.
We praise violence in the ring
on media of trivial things
but war ,
it's rejected, reflected as an act evil
what minds they have so feeble,
the thoughts of civilized people
Primal
Nicholas Fogle
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Nicholas Fogle  New York
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