Lovers and gentlemen

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Ladies, Lovers and gentlemen, 

Lend me your ears, 

I come not to praise love 

But to bury it; 

The damages that relationships cause

Live long after the heartbreak

And the good they do

is oft buried under the heartache, 

And under leave of you do i come

To have my say on this valentine's day.

Mine is a love that has been hurt

Undeservedly thrown down and burned, 

It is the love of the killer mantis

But you tell me love is gentle 

And you are all romantics; 

Whenever has a heart loved

Has it suffered,

Every lover has a pain to hide

A hidden history to abide

 love should be made of gentler stuff,

But you tell me love is gentle,

And you are all romantics.

No i do not speak to disprove

or aginst you wisdom show,

i only say what i know

I have lived, loved and suffered

For a broken heart do i have to offer,

Yet if you promise me heaven for my hell

Then pray tell,

where such a love dwells?