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Feb 2017
Savage like a wild animal
In my own rite,
I would **** you .

Like the rites of spring
mean anything
I would **** you.

I am an animal
Drifting in space
Claws out, Teeth cracking.

I will not surrender for I am
FEAR.


I will run miles,
and eat rotten flesh
I will **** my young
and
**** the rest...

I am an animal.
I am that place between animal

and God.

Becoming better
but still i thrive on
Instinct.

When Will that become

Awareness
Conscious
Ability

When will I direct the flow of how

Things Go.

When will I transcend

Instinct
and become
a GOD

Instead of this stupid animal
Acting on,
Fear.
Claws out Teeth Cracking
I will **** you.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
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