Cherry Stains - on hold

Cherry Stains - on hold

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mar, ene 10, 2023
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"The Cherry Murderer's Victims are growing... Rapidly, and yet there still seems to be no clues as to the identity or motive of the Killer. Rest assured, our Officers will catch up to him soon." ★﹒✬﹒✭﹒✮﹒✯﹒✰ Mila Caine and Ian Cobalt' meeting was one of utter coincidence - just a normal, almost every day accident of bumping shoulders with strangers. Their second meeting happened to have happened because of a favor to their friends, and let's admit that their third was probably a favour to themselves. Their fourth however - that's where things take a drastic turn - their fourth meeting wasn't planned. It was entirely by coincidence that Ian happened to be there the same time as Mila... and yet it still lingers in the back of Ian's mind whenever he meets up with Mila. ♡ ★﹒✬﹒✭﹒✮﹒✯﹒✰ Cherry Stains © luvf-rrxstt / luvf.rrxstt All Rights Reserved
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Dear prince charming , Don't you know she bled ? All the 'i love you's' between your cigarette breaths were the only lies said. Dear prince charming , don't you know she smiled ? with knives in her back much like a girl gone wild? Dear prince charming , don't you know you were her only light? but it wasn't her on top of you last night. Dear prince charming , was loving you such a crime? perhaps that's why they say , commit full-time. So , pardon the surprise when your betrayal burned. -into her veins , and the sweet smile overturned. There stood your girl out of breath , Her soul craved your death. Aftermath of brutality , never looked this lustful. You did always say , she was quiet the handful. They say murder is an art , perhaps yours was where she'd start. To take away a life , is to play god in devils playground you wont be laughing when your angel is hell bound. It's not a love story , but for those walking with a bleeding heart. After all , hell is a writers bedside table and heaven is a completed draft.

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