The Garden of the Black Rose: Poetry: Ivy McKnight: Animal Soul

Return to the wild,
to a savage life once known.
Rush through the wood,
silent as the night.
Return to what was,
embrace what you crave.
Do not deny,
the beast within.
Do not hide
behind that humane guise.
Embark on a journey,
in search of yourself,
to be at peace,
with your animal soul.

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