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3d
You're an idol
of my making.
And yet, unworthy
of worship.
I committed to you,
my heart and soul—
in hopes for affection.
I put you
on a pedestal—
burying you in a sea of incense,
giving you mindless desire.
What have I received
in return?
Jan Reest
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Jan Reest  24/M
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