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Flowers left for Per Ohlin
To Pelle. The pain is crazy Doesn't passed out for years. Did you avoid suffering? Did you find peace? You're night enveloped in darkness. I wish I was locked closely In your arms To heal all your scars To make you feel needed. Do you feel better wherever you are? The world is still that cold. Will you be happy? I won't. I miss you golden treasure Lost in this scary place. It's grievously aware I cannot touch a curls That lying on pale face. And crying. The world is still is that hateful. Can't save you, amazing creature. When I'll give you my hand Please take it. I want we continue adventure When I'll see a the white light You will be my dark star dying in the quiet dimond night. The world is still that fake. But did you find out the truth? There is no flower that can return your beautiful madly youth. I promise I'll find you my tortured soul. The world is still that cruelle. I'm writing to you. To Pelle.
- Anna Stoessel
 Added: Jan. 20, 2017

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