A Dead End Den
- Isabella Manzanares
- Sep 16
- 1 min read
My trust is like a rabbit's den
In the middle of a wolf's hunting grounds.
A sanctuary that was used for safety and bonding
now became a hollow burrow.
The wolves terror lingered
leaving the bunnies struck with fear and pain.
Those that barely made it look back,
at a home that was once a shelter to many
turned into nothing but a dead end.






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