A great man falls down,

didn't see the evil with a crown.

Now is shaking the doctor alone,

Where is Sherly? He can not be gone.

Now when blood covers his partner's face,

Can John not solve this case?

One more crime left behind,

along with pain, never so kind.

The soldier is broken, still brave

is standing by his best mate's grave.

Afraid of loosing the memory so dear,

knows his friend won't ever appear.

John thinks his work here is done,

doesn't know it's only just begun.

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(this is multifandom)

Will you be the the Ten to my Rose?

Would you do anything to keep me from harm, and make sure it shows?

Will you make me smile with that loving charm?

Will you be the Sherlock to my John?

Would you stay with me through the pros and cons?

Will you laugh with me, no matter how hard it may be?

Will you be the Sam to my Dean?

Will you pick me up when i fall, even if i've been nothing but mean?

Would you stay with me, even if we loose it all?

Would you be here for me, just like i'd dreamed you to be?

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Roses are red

Violets are blue

Dear me Mr.Holmes

What happened to you?

Deserting your friends

And "taking" your life

You've made quite a mess

And caused lots of strife

And your little friend John

What about him?

Without you

He looks quite grim

So think very hard

Before you return

Not everyone can handle

that kind of burn.

Dear me Mr.Holmes

Does my name ring a bell?

That day you faked your death

i faked mine as well

-JM

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The Fall

Are you ready for the story, Sherlock?

Oh, i owe you a f

a

l

l,

Sherlock.

The biggest of them all, Sherlock.

It's just like flying, really,

But the destination is set much more clearly.

The result is much more pleasing,

And much sexier, i swear i'm not teasing.

People die, Sherlock.

But that's what people do, Sherlock.

And that's why i owe you, Sherlock.

I promised to burn out your heart,

And destroy you from the very start

It's a shame if you don't believe me,

Because the knights are beginning to agree.

And even the King is beginning to see -

That Sir Boast a lot's stories

Are faker than his former glories.

and ME, the spider, i sat in my web,

a smile on my face, and a crown on my head.

I whispered "No rush" as the King bowed and you bled,

and in the end we both fled.

Thats why i owe you a f

a

l

l,

Sherlock.

The biggest of them all, Sherlock.

Are you ready for the story to start again, Sherlock.

Don't be boring this time,

Or i'll be forced to bigger crime.

And just one more question before we begin,

In those 3 years where i hid from sin,

In those moments when you thought you were truly free,

Did you, miss me?

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