Ive love stains on my pillows,
cause I cry my self to sleep.
Ive love stains on my tennis shoes,
from walking love stained streets.
Ive loves stains on my face and cheeks,
love stains on my hands.
Stains from fears,
of loved stained tears.
I am a love stained man.
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all you have to do is find the right person to wipe those Love Stains away and you'll be alright. we all have love stains that wont ever go away thats wat makes us stronger. good job. Becca