Wild Heart

There are no promises but I still have hope
Watching my words so that I don’t tighten the rope
Struggling for control, my fingers slip from the reins
Tried to pull away but the feeling never wanes
Feeling in a way that I truly have not before
His words became like a thirst, I always want more
Fanning the fire, feeding the flame
Predator heart I’m trying to tame

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