All were a little tear stained.

She stained the wall beige.

And embrace madness stained red

Stained, I myself finishing touches.

His shirt was stained with sauce.

My hands are stained with paint.

Our green fields are blood stained.

Elbow is now stained with blood.

Arches with stained glass even more glamorous.

His knees were what I wished to see. You must yourself have remarked how worn, wrinkled, and stained they were.

And other faces, that Day, will be dust stained

And other faces that Day will be dust stained,

The initials are C.M. And it's stained with blood.

The door handle of his own room was blood stained.

The cover might be stained, but the inside is perfect.

It's yours. I didn't want to get stained or wrinkled.

You can see areas where neuronal cell bodies are being stained.

Your soul is black, stained with the blood of the innocent.

The louse infested beards, the filthy, protruding ears, those stained, fatty clothes...

PRlNCE Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, Profaners of this neighbour stained steel,

This night the land will be stained with the blood of Rohan!

The auditorium is terribly stained. It is, in part, due to acid rain.

little tinkling tags something like the stained porcupine quills round an Indian moccasin.

They will never have faith. In fact, their hearts are stained from their deeds.

The outside walls of the auditorium are terribly stained. It is, in part, due to acid rain.

Was that really a voice? He looked about again, but noticed nothing further than the disordered and blood stained bed.

And their whole life will be spent taking pieces of many different places and putting them together into a stained glass whole.

And we've stained these cultures with a green florescent dye so that we can look at these proteins that form these chains.

And under the microscope, you can see hundreds of these brown stained blood vessels, capillaries that are feeding cancer cells, bringing oxygen and nutrients.

Suddenly, with a start, he perceived a coiled and blood stained bandage of linen rag hanging in mid air, between him and the wash hand stand.

And they were. They were prepared.

People were suffering. People were fighting.

Teachers were prisoners. Teachers were volunteers.

They were focused. They were engaged.

Some were Generals. Others were Colonels.

They were not eaten, they were thrown away because they were dead.

There were few passengers who were safe.

We were poor, but we were happy.

The bedrooms were cold. They were unheated.

Classes were fixed, so were the breaks.

They were gesticulating they were running around.

We were wrong. Why were we wrong?

They were consuming what they were consuming

They were well respected. They were known.

There were users, and there were payers.