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This is an angsty Johnlock take on Sherlock's falling scene in The Reichenbach Fall. It's only a one-shot, but I hope it's sufficient to your angst needs. 

Suicide warning (just in case)

I had this idea when my friends and I were talking about songs we used to hear as kids. I'm sure someone's already done this, because it's an easy idea to write about. I haven't seen one before though.

A lot of this is heavily reliant on the original episode, and I don't own the characters, so rights go to Arthur Conan Doyle (of course), Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat.Todos los derechos reservados

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