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How can I be forgotten and denied
you came to me and praised me
you got down on your knees
and I brought you to your feet
I respect you, but you want more
you want the filth of mind
that you've grown accustomed to
the sleaze and flirtation 
of someone who doesn't take you seriously
you come to me and want that
but I respect you
treat you as an equal
remain professional
and you're not satisfied
so you turn your back on me
do you want to be a woman
or my plaything?
or perhaps you just want to play with me
when I thought we were friends
you wanted your coyness to make me beg
beg for something you'd never give
but I never beg, I never need to
and my boundaries are well defined
are yours?