WHAT AM I?: Nephilim WHAT AM I?: Nephilim
A teen boy gets killed, but trades his soul for another chance. He changes. A girl notices the new boy with silver eyes.
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De Trop

De Trop

A Poem by Scarlet M.

On rare occasion, a memory of you pops up,

jagged, epoch, unwanted,

like a baleful sign,

It comes knocking at my door.

© 2017 Scarlet M.

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Added on September 2, 2017
Last Updated on September 2, 2017


Scarlet M.
Scarlet M.

東京, Japan

I eat poetry for breakfast. more..