How many lies have I told, that surpass the number of people who died since the beggining of time.how many truth have I found in my promises to stay with the possibilities of marry you, none!.man is the living truth that the is no truth in love but pain insted.love is a blunt instrument that is more dangerous, ask a passionate love called a woman they know.lust have no pride for you stole my brothers and fathers away from their family and turned them into blided adams of today.the distane between what was and what is, is in the man of today.countless battles fought by wifes over their man are measured by the over flowing tears on that pillow for the pillow is the only consoler during hopeless days..