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I wrote this today. Let me know what you think!

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Let's risk it all and get hurt
Let's crack these fine shells
Let's toss off our halos
at the gates of hell
Let's burn off our clothes
And let our souls bubble out
through these cuts in our skin
Let's lick the bloody knives
rather than be spoonfed some bliss

Let's dance until we can't
Let's paint 'til our wrists stop working
And when we're finally bedridden
paralyzed from the neck down
let's spit out our art onto the pages of life!

Show me your naked pain?
Was it a question or a call
If life is war
then let's fight 'til we die
Let's fight until God cries
and the broken devil laughs
And if we weren't happy to fight at first
Let's be happy to fight at last


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I appreciate the point 'show me your naked pain was a call rather than a mere question' mentioned in the poem. I also liked the point 'Let's lick the bloody knives rather than be spoonfed some bliss' mentioned in the above verses.