Third rate love is visited by men and women who don't think
they are worth more than just a quietly and quick one night
stand.
Losing somehow all through a lifetime, the power, purity and
innocence of love, yet watching others seem to capture every-
thing that they've dreamed of in life.
A love of this life left frozen in time as others taste the
honey of a lifetime partner, sharing and taking vows to stay
together always, as you stand back and watch tearfully.
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