I was the rabbit and you, the hunter. You caught me in your snare and fooled me into thinking I was your pet. And stupid me, I fell for my captor.
You just wanted to play with your food before you devoured it.
You made a feast of me.

The dismantling was slow, you relished in picking the skin from my bones.
The muscle, the fat, the flesh-
You were so greedy. So hungry for my commodities. Taking without giving.
Sucking me dry.

I narrowly escaped. But I am triumphant-
Because what little remains
(what is left) is completely mine.
A skeleton is of no interest to a hunter.


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