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hello mars, today i've wrote you a poem,

roses are red
violets are blue
but roses are never as red as your lips
and violets are never as blue as your hair

i'd love to talk to you in person, but for now farewell my sweet prince

~
m.c.

mars had loved the fact that someone had taken the time to notice him, of all people, he was the least extraordinary, to know that someone took time to write him these note made him feel, actually wanted.

mercury is in love with everything about mars, from his perfect dark brown hair, to his blue eyes, his jaw line and collarbone. mercury thought and knew mars was nothing short of extraordinary, nothing less than perfect.

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