Your Face at Twilight
I'll never forget your pale skin Or the lifeblood let out from within. Those cold, glassy eyes, I now realize, Are all I see when the light's dim.
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Your Face at Twilight
I'll never forget your pale skin Or the lifeblood let out from within. Those cold, glassy eyes, I now realize, Are all I see when the light's dim.
Let me know if you want on or off limerick posts. I'm finally keeping track. :D

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Another catch-up post! Days 18-20. Read it on Ao3! It's angsty, gotta warn you. Luckily, limericks are reaaaaly short, so you can be happy again super fast on the last one.
Cold Child
For Sherlock a family is there All 'round you, not unlike a square. They hem you right in And stifle your grin, Then leave you, too young not to care.
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A Rare Second Chance
Sherlock fell and left John in a vice Couldn't move, couldn't breathe, wasn't nice But when he returned John's whole soulfire burned To him it seemed lightning struck twice
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The Falls
There once was a sad boi named John Who knew where his Sherlock had gone He'd fought and he'd slipped Into high falls that dripped Into rocks far below and beyond
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Negotiations and Engagements: Water Boils
Little Supermarket Bottles of Wine, Chapter 11
Inspired by Holy Wine, by Silvergirl.
Verse 1/10, the rest on Ao3!
They meet in the lobby, entranced, And Sherlock tells how his heart danced On the day that they met. He fought himself, yet Their friendship became more advanced.
The hard stuff is done...or is it?! Insert terrible sex pun here.
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Awkward Aggravation
There once was a man with a phone
Who decided he worked best alone
When the Woman, she texted
They're awkward, affected
And John's memorized a new moan.
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The Head Wasn't Really Hungry
John was peckish one night in the flat
Thought he'd grab a quick snack - this or that
When he opened the door
Of the fridge, there was gore
"Just tea for me" yelled the tall brat
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An Ill Wind
Greg's marriage is blowing away He knows less of his wife every day Even when she is home Talk is fragile, like foam For the kids, for this year, they will stay
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