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the hunger

i glared at her

my eyes had fangs

i tasted blood

in my mouth

as i tore

at her coat

i pinned her

beneath me

she moaned

and showed me

her throat

– spiritwolf

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Spiritwolf

dreamer, writer, explorer, creative, critical thinker, maker of my own reality. part left - part right brained, often found out chasing fish, the moon, music, muse... the magical, mystical and metaphysical, art, travel, foodndranks, my pack, beauty, the light and the dark, adventures, the arcane, the strange and profane...

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