Come In With The Rain
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Última publicación vie, nov 20, 2020
What's really defies "Rare type of love?" Is there any measurement for this? Or it is something that must be gone in the wildest imaginations of thousands of aspirants who seeks for this, millions of romanticst who tries to define the word in many different ways but always end up a "hopeless case".
Let the story of Del Vienna led you towards the opening gate of this different air of love. Different wave of wild imagination, a story of pain, trusts, action and yeah MISTAKES!
LET THE RAIN POURED WITH NO LIMITATION SO THAT YOU HAVE NO CHOICE TO DECLINE MY REQUEST TO JOIN ME HERE IN THE RAIN. LET THE RAIN TEST HOW BRAVE YOU ARE TO FACE THE STRUGGLES, THE PAIN, THE BRAVENESS TO SAVE US AND THE RAIN TO WITNESS HOW WE DIFFER FROM THE OTHERS.
TITLE: Come In With The Rain
STATUS: On-Going
GENRE: Romance
AUTHOR: PSYCHOPATS = LIEUTENANT_M
Date Written: Can't remember clearly, lol
"Catching million bullets of raindrops just to meet you in the middle"
#2020CIWTR
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