Two vials,
resting side by side
on the blood soaked ground.
one contains
the posion
that drips from my lips
after i have taken
my last bite
of the witch's apple.
the other contains
the antidote,
the liquid
that brings life
back into my limp body.
i tasted the sweet taste
of the poison,
but the antidote is sweeter.
 
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