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That True
The same love I have for you,
The same dove that flows
With the current it flies,
Will be shot down by the hunter
Slithering with intent his weapon is red
Gun powder is trickling with much delight
To shower the dove with death
I had to make things clear
It's might for the hungry,
Animalistic instincts
All in the breed or the genes
Just lick touch and see
Like the animal you are
Skimming like a red neck to a hunt
Smoking that blunt till it stunts
I'm bleeding my ears, I feel I should rant
take a punt, cool down, like boop and bap
I feel cool not daft, a cloud raft
The currents guiding sliding and riding
My thoughts are in a splatter
Like a meal to the hunter
Red, cooked and on a platter
I share all my heart
Do it like the animal you are
The same dove that flows
With the current it flies,
Will be shot down by the hunter
Slithering with intent his weapon is red
Gun powder is trickling with much delight
To shower the dove with death
I had to make things clear
It's might for the hungry,
Animalistic instincts
All in the breed or the genes
Just lick touch and see
Like the animal you are
Skimming like a red neck to a hunt
Smoking that blunt till it stunts
I'm bleeding my ears, I feel I should rant
take a punt, cool down, like boop and bap
I feel cool not daft, a cloud raft
The currents guiding sliding and riding
My thoughts are in a splatter
Like a meal to the hunter
Red, cooked and on a platter
I share all my heart
Do it like the animal you are
Published 10th Aug 2020
| Edited 26th Aug 2020
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