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my lovely sting,
roses are red,
violets are blue.
there is sawdust in my head
and my heart is full of deja vu.
shall i present you cashmere cards
with prints of my red lipstick?
or shall i send my regards
sly, and light a perfumed candlewick.
no. today is about you, my love–
teddy bears, white chocolate mousse,
dinner dates, entangled fates, roses of
caramel, rings of chartreuse.
roses are red,
violets are blue.
there is sawdust in my head
and i can think of nothing but you.
from, your (y/n). see you tonight, love.
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in the beehive | sting eucliffe
Fanfictionbeing sting's girlfriend isn't always easy. warning: cuddles and thunderstorms