What could stop me I didn't find
my gaze was razor sharp
my hand got iron strength
as to my heart it grew into a stone
nothing beats razor, iron and stone
that is, one thing did
your tears dripping down
your sacred fluids beat them all
the razor went blunt
the iron became rusty
the stone eroded and burst open
all of it was changed, drop by drop
Quite bewildered I collected my wit
only to find it dissolved into love dreams
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