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Red Stains Of Love
Covered with the red stains of love,
I flee the scene,
Like a scared dove,
That pretends to be white,
Since it's already covered with red,
Never able to see the light,
Of day,
So I must lay,
Until this day come to an end,
Because at this present moment,
I'm a wanted man.
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