Cemented to the pedestal and raped of my self respect
Images drought the barren emotions from abuse and neglect
Can you not see I will not be claimed by likes of you?
My heart is broken but held together by another’s fingertips
I am not a doll that can be sculpted to your fantasy
My flesh is not your palate to touch and taste then throw away
^^^all those lines there, are very well written, i loved you imagery in this poem.. and the 1st person stance you had taken made it have a more realistic feel to it... from beginning to finish you went away with your imagination, your words were abstrakt to a sense, that this whole poem could be an extended metaphor.. it gives the reader something to think about.. i believe the extended metaphor i believe this was Adam with the forms of him being naked, and "imperfect".. at least it reminds me of the Bible in that sense.. the fact that man was "lost" in a sense that we gained knowledge but had not actually achieved any favor in His eyes.. but anywayz, i was feeling this poem.. you should drop another some time..

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