A/N: Skip this poem if you despise the GS 'ship
The Cause of Death
Gettin' a call from the boss.
He says there's another to be solved.
This is the only reason why he calls me now.
We used to be great friends,
But then it all began to end slowly
In a painful death, right after a case,
When he thought he saw me on the slab.
The cause of death is still unknown.
I guess he just wants us to drift apart, for now.
But we'll talk and we'll banter again sometime soon,
You know, just like the old days,
And maybe this time, he won't run away.
Who cares about the past,
And the cause of death,
Because soon it'll live again,
And everything will be just right,
Just right like they were before.
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