MY CRAVINGS
My cravings! My cravings!! Always having the urge to be satisfied, yet always hungry and hunting like a bear newly out of hibernation. The influence of mother nature kindles you like the forest fire willing to scorch anything on its path.

My cravings! My cravings! When we were little, it was fun and adventurous having you with me, because you were always satisfied having no monstrous urge to devour.

My cravings! My cravings!! Though you may seem right to yourself never being thoughtful of the pain you might cause. You rush in like an angry mob making immeasurable demands. Criticize me not for I know what's right for us.

Oh! My cravings we've been in this together and we will make it right, hear the voice of your master be wise and thirst not always, be satisfied and hunger no more
*Ivanvick*  _2016_