They say a word an and arrow are just alike
Cause they both fly apace thier target to strike
Then let me put this next poem in practice by placing the arrow to the bow so it can take flight
Just in case you didn't know, I'am a Sagittarius with the bow
My emotion is the intensity mixed in the rhythm of the flow
This attitude, direction towards you is the poison tip of hatred with each word said
Molded from my arrow head
Sorrow and pain! Animosity reigns!
There's a velocity of curiosity in why I even bothered by getting your name
Like a shot to the heart, thats where I'm taking my aim
Since I am sick of your face just as much as I am sick of your games!
Yeah, I hope these words hurt!
Sharpshooter!! Blood spurts!
Watching you cry, eye for an eye
Perfect precision, ain't no way that I'm missing
Fall down then die before the Lyrical Archer