I make you feel like a human by treating you as an animal.
You make me feel like an animal, as I indulge myself in you.
I treat you as an animal, but who is the animal here?
Is a human a trained, intelligent animal, caged in his or her own intellect?
Can we fully be true to ourselves by indulging in only our intellect?
Will our animal inside us claw until we are weak and bleeding from our hearts?
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