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Howling at the moon I think is what I was doing It wasn't too soon I was losing control. Cause really I'm an animal Whether it be a dog or a cat I'm wild and unpredictable It's in my true nature. I usually repress it all And keep it locked inside But that night I began to call To who I really am. Yipping, yowling Growling, barking Purring, howling. That is true to myself This wild beast inside It's something I can't help And I won't hide it away. Besides, sounds are so much more appealing For moments when you lose yourself Words just aren't as revealing To what you are feeling. Yip, yip.
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Feb 1, 2011
Feb 1, 2011 at 1:02 PM UTC
"Yip, Yip"
Howling at the moon I think is what I was doing It wasn't too soon I was losing control. Cause really I'm an animal Whether it be a dog or a cat I'm wild and unpredictable It's in my true nature. I usually repress it all And keep it locked inside But that night I began to call To who I really am. Yipping, yowling Growling, barking Purring, howling. That is true to myself This wild beast inside It's something I can't help And I won't hide it away. Besides, sounds are so much more appealing For moments when you lose yourself Words just aren't as revealing To what you are feeling. Yip, yip.
SSK<3  AKA: Valerie Garcia
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Feb 1, 2011
Feb 1, 2011 at 1:02 PM UTC
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