Sherlock Poem

The category is fanfiction but its really a poem. But there is still feels so its all good. ;)

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1. Fallen

      Up on the rooftop he did stand

      with his cellphone in hand

      Prepared to fall,

      ready to loose it all

 

      There he stood leaving his note

      while the wind blew back his coat

      "Goodbye, John" he said,

      then fell and is now lying dead

 

      His name you did call

      as he fell like a rag doll

      And all these years later

      did you know he heard you?

    

 

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