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Men speak of love with their lips ,but not with their heart's,they pronounce caring 
but not by their actions,it makes you wonder sometimes if life is really a stage 
and they are all actors in a script of lies and deciet
Its an unfair game !!! unfair indeed.

Trust they ask of you but never takeing the time to succeed some go as far 
takeing one's heart to burn it.

Who can you trust in this cold cold world even your own shadow can be cunning
Tears they offer ,meaningless tears bitter as the ceder's of lebanon ,over and 
over the game is being played on you all in the name of love.

Who laughs at a broken heart,they can !!! with suttle smiles on their faces 
stomping on your heart leaving empty traces.
The world is round many hearts they have burned ignoreing the fact that one day 
it may be there turn.

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