Savage
I want to be a savage
The only question is how?
Be fierce
Violent
Uncontrolled
Be a sort of animal
A force of nature
A part of a regarded people
Primitive
Uncivilized
Attack ferociously
A Trinity that unites at me
Through me
and branches off of me
A Godhead that commands no one but myself
It must be pure ecstasy to be a savage
I wish upon stars and swear on the holy to be a savage
I cannot be a savage though
I am too dirty
I am covered in things that a savage cannot be covered in
But i still wish
On my birthday
On Christmas
Maybe in another life i can be a savage
Maybe.
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