I am the last true romantic.
All the other roles have been taken.
I sense a pattern.
One clearly debunking my most deviant of thoughts.
And seeing from such far fetched standards....
As in all my fantasies
Setting the distance between us.
Respect is not something given;
It is earned.
Respect is not something you get...,
It is what you gain in return.
As I wait for the train to pass.
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