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Poetry

Irene adler, I always assumed love was a disadvantage, a chemical defect found on the losing side. Thank you for the final proof.

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by me_and_mr_williams

by me_and_mr_williams

Your phone, Your protection,

Your disguise, A reflection.

Cold and dark, This is your heart,

I was stupid, naïve, I played my part.

Hunted, wanted, Breaking the rules,

Little did I know I was one of your tools.

Scandals, chemicals, backstabbings, beheadings,

In my bad books, Thin ice you are treading.

Never thought I knew the truth,

Thank you for the final proof.