A Rabbit (Want of Nothing but a Home)

Rustling
Bustling
Through the corners
This small world
Around me

Very tightly
I hear all sounds
Like I would be their maker

A killer
By heart
Lives in my soul
Don’t come near me
Unless you will feed me

If you look at me closely
You see the symbolic never-ending circle
I cannot be caught

With black thoughts
I go through life
Missing no one
Wanting nothing
But a home

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