~a collection of poems inspired by the bbc show sherlock~
i've recently been obsessed with this show and writing poetry so boom here are the two together.
*spoilers, duh*
i was a ghost at my own grave watching you mourn for me the coffin filled with empty promises and words never said and you will never know how much it hurt to watch you cry over something you never truly lost because my dear i was always there watching from afar and you were a ghost forever in my heart as your life went on without me as you fell in love without me as 221b sat empty our ghost endlessly dancing to a rhythm that once was ours and how lucky my ghost then to stay frozen in those moments because i fear as human i will have lost you to the ever march of time you fold me neatly in your past evermore a ghost to to you whether i'm dead or alive
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