Your hands caress my heart.
Your finger tips among my veins.
Your loving hand is a razor fest
Creating all my pain.

Your hands massage my back
Your finger tips play with my hair
Your loving hand is a razor fest
Creating the death of what was there.

Your hands grip on to the metal
Your fingertips guide the trail
Your Loving hand is a razor fest
Creating your punishment and my bail

 
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