The sleekness of it
Staring at me in the barrel
Fully loaded and ready to strike
Like a cobra that has long awaited a meal
No, a cobra isn't right
It is more like a bee
Yes, a bee, smal yet powerful
And may only strike down someone once
For its lie ends at its first attack
This is my new best friend
Even if this is to be the first and last time we meet
This is to be my one true love
For this alone is following me to the grave
Now I put it at its place on my tmeple
The index finger pulls the trigger
The tirgger ignites the hammer
The hammer leads it to its destination
There are no tears at the action
For I find it to be the most pure of heart thing I am ever to do