Beheaded Rabbit
Little rabbit run away
Lead the enemy astray
Make them lost, make them sad
Deep, bad, regret, mad
Anguish and privacy
Hibernation finally
Shut your eyes, go to sleep
In your dreams, you will find me
Stone intestines, broken sticks
Move as fast as the clock ticks
Copyright © Kevin Crossed | Year Posted 2017
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