Viper

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The Dragon

Caught in twisted vines,

at the mercy of the viper,

hazy eyes, await this tribulation,

forfeiting the choice of convenience,

expired time, feel this poison enter

your corpse and let fate run its course,

what little alternative have you squandered,

damned to what you do not know,

a part of the ruse that only comes with assumption,

astray like a dog searching for its master

you allow yourself to be subjugated 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The meaning of the poem is what you think depending on who you are.

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