Triple Trectatysss
what is triple trectatyssss
i am crying at the tomb of
the decapitated bleeding
hearted ruleless anarchic
poetry
i am not science she confesed
neither economics or calculus
i dont want to be framed like
a saint i want to be free
breathe be myself please
be honest raw soiled
i dont want be polished and adored
in glass cases like a false virgin
this is 2016
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