Straight Shooter

You’re not the straight shooter you pretend to be
I see through your less than perfect aim
You seem dead on moving target
Yet you clearly wage a duel
Lone wandering hunter
Is your self-portrait image
You ought not be framed
But instead be taken down
Back against the wall
Confessing to untruths
Stunned by my resolve to love you
At last you drop your arms


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