The Beast
She is feral.
She is wild.
She is dangerous…
She knows nothing of
humanity,
with its soft touches
and tender wishes.
There is only
weakness and strength,
death and survival.
If it is not her equal
in dominance then
it is prey…
or something to be easily
conquered.
She is the lethal part of me…
And inside she cares nothing
about kind gestures.
All she wants is to sate the
hunger.
If only for a little while…
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