PROMISES

Put me on a pedestal

Raise me higher up

Officiate me as your one and only god,

My hands hold your heart,

It can be crushed by my grip,

Sorry soul is what you are,

Enchanted by deceit, foolish

Slave of mine.

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Acrostic poem, i.e. The first letter of each line spells a word (title).

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