Wow. So , this is what I imagine Sherlock would write to John , in poem form. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer : I do not own Sherlock.
Dear John,
I am a scientific mind ,
I analyse. I find,
I reveal. I expose,
I don't write such prose,
I was on the ground ,
The king was crowned,
He won , he won ,
He had his fun ,
He left me for death,
With my final breath ,
I said your name ,
And I was out of the game.
I've come back ,
Death was neither white nor black,
I had to go ,
I reaped what he had to sow ,
I destroyed the spider's strings ,
The hope , to which my soul clings ,
Is to find you ,
I am new ,
I am reborn ,
Please , do not mourn.
Accept me ,
Don't set me free.
Forgive me,
For all the pain ,
Forgive me ,
All the same ,
Forgive me,
Forgive me.
Forever yours ,
Sherlock
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