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Petrified Lover Soul

Petrified Soul A walk in a cemetery. Living in the past, but tales I love the past. It’s not a fairy tale Feel. Past lives. Death feels from the ages of life Beautiful, nice, gorgeous moments, times Cold feeling, almost freezing, around old stones and graves Here live souls on stones, monumental names, strict signs Remember the past. Because. Remembering the past. The life Old monuments, milestones of life and development. Loved on The past. Good to live here. The present is dirty. All around the world. Need to find crystal. Saving me from my past life There are light stones. Remembered names. All in the cemetery This cemetery is my inspiration. Loved the tours there. A dream home Thank you, past! Remembered people! I love you! I am a student of yours Thank you, Wembley! Thank you, Kingsbury! This cemetery is the land of the past I love. Great Thanks! The fantasy lives in your history, send the present life I stay here. I died here. I want to be here, an invisible stone. The hologram love Not me. I know. There lives a lady. She lived here two hundred years ago. Amazing. Tall. Attractive. Air creature. Tale Long white dress. Marble white skin. White long face. Black shiny short hair A womanly beauty. Long legs. I respect. I love this ideal. She lives in a statue I know where. A stone angel. Can you see? No, you can’t. I know this lady She is a stone. Her soul is a statue. A ghost, a shadow in my life. She needs love. Always following me in the cemetery. The secret desire I remember her from a dream. She just watched me in the cemetery I loved her. She is dead. In Hungary. Why follow me? Why? She needs to kill. She wants to digest my life. I know. I will die. I never returned her love. She is suffering Followed me from Budapest to London. Died many years ago. Hmm. Perfect empress She died. Her love lives. Sharp blade. Wants kill. Waiting. In the graveyard Fearing. In my heart. I don’t go there. I feel her desire for revenge. She was a pure heart Perfect personality. Guardian angel. I love her. Waiting for me in the cemetery, her statue Always I can't delete her From my life She is a stone Coded love The killer I loved you, Elisabeth Love In bloody heart Mine Petrified Soul

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