Your picture is a round of nice shots,
Yeah! So well aimed they missed the bull's eye for its heart

First shot -she is smiling MiNE the smile
That won't come to me. Even in dreams
While her perfectly slender arms sleep around you
Like a python curls a tree bearing the vulture's eggs

Second shot- you hold her too. ..with the passion
I so long for
Don't look at me like you don't know that
I crave and pine for you
As did the rich man in hell for a drop of heaven

Third shot -I can't take my eyes off
Somehow my heart finds home in being depressed
So what do I do if not stare while my blood is drained
Through my eyes

Fourth shot -the normal girl's gotten
I wanted to be her too wearing a beautiful smile
And a perfect life like that
Perfectly tailored dress of hers
Why is her hair so straight and mine can't stand a comb
If it's true that writing made me mad
Then why does she stand close to you
Where's her barbarian
The tails that allow her sail through trees in the wild
Where's her dirt stained teeth
And why hasn't she made a feast of you
Like I did, still do...
That's why you left, right

Sixth shot -No fifth was fired