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Crying
Screaming
Throwing-
Then numb,
There's no pain now-
But the silence kills
I'm so alone in this
Big, big, world
No shoulder to lean on-
He's fallen down,
A rock has crumbled
A fairy died.
I believe in fairies-
In my best friend
One.
More.
Miracle.
Please.
Don't be dead.
Screaming
Throwing-
Then numb,
There's no pain now-
But the silence kills
I'm so alone in this
Big, big, world
No shoulder to lean on-
He's fallen down,
A rock has crumbled
A fairy died.
I believe in fairies-
In my best friend
One.
More.
Miracle.
Please.
Don't be dead.
Literature
221B Baker Street
"Sherlock..." John moaned, his head feeling like it was about to explode.
John lay in his bed, a cold sweat running down his face. He had no idea what was wrong, but he knew all he wanted was death... That, and Sherlock.
"Sherlock." John called in a weak, raspy, moaning voice. "Please..."
The door to his room opened and Sherlock froze as he saw his lover, sweating, crying from pain, his skin a ghostly pale, almost transparent, and his eyes were sunken into his skull. Sherlock has never seen John so... Depressed... Upset... Helpless. Sherlock walked over, carefully, to John's bed and sat down next to him. Sherlock took the back of his head
Literature
Reichenbach
Once upon a time in a kingdom united,
The angels and the demons so furiously fighted.
They battled on concrete, traffic lights and jewels
And belived they were better, although they were fools.
Up in the tower the devil began his plan
For the angel to suffer, and so the angel ran.
Whispers from knights at a round table
Stopped believing in the poor angel's fable
The genius was broken; there's no going back,
One name with a reference to Reichenbach.
But what's in a name, my darling, my dear?
Moriarty or Brook, there's still plently to fear.
And he stood on the roof with the sun in his eyes
And the devil was waiting to say his goo
Literature
Distracting Thoughts
1:04
Stop that.
SH
1:04
Why are you texting me?
JW
1:05
You're thinking. It's distracting.
SH
1:06
And you can't just tell me? I'm right here.
JW
1:06
True. But given the nature of your thoughts I doubt you would appreciate me saying anything aloud.
SH
1:07
That's unusually considerate of you.
JW
1:07
Not really. You simply become difficult when you're embarrassed.
SH
1:08
And what makes you think the nature of my thoughts are embarrassing?
JW
1:08
Well I doubt low lighting is responsible for your pupil dilation.
SH
1:09
I can't help it that you're sexy when you're deducing stuff.
JW
1:09
You think I'm sexy?
SH
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Yeah, this is realllly random, i know...
(im so sorry!...not!)
But my sherlock stuff is the only stuff with actual VIEWS! IF you're reading this, do me a favor: look at the rest of my gallery!!!
Anyways, this is a quick, crappy poem i did just to upload something...isnt it GREAT?! (you should be detecting sarcasm.)
yep. Anyways- crappy poem. look at the rest of my gallery. thats all...
(Sherlock (c): BBC/ACD)
Yeah, this is realllly random, i know...
(im so sorry!...not!)But my sherlock stuff is the only stuff with actual VIEWS! IF you're reading this, do me a favor: look at the rest of my gallery!!!
Anyways, this is a quick, crappy poem i did just to upload something...isnt it GREAT?! (you should be detecting sarcasm.)
yep. Anyways- crappy poem. look at the rest of my gallery. thats all...
(Sherlock (c): BBC/ACD)
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FAIRIES!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHA!!! Yes, my friend, I am insane! This be very pretty poem!