Avis

France

My life is written on my arm,
ask and i'll tell.
Tomorrow is a day
i hope to live to see
For whats more impossible,
than living for a time beyond us

Message from Writer

aye wassup in a nerd who maybe writes poetry but can't rhyme for shit im also
hella gay
Anyway i hope you enjoy what i write or maybe you'll hate it thats cool too cause either way it left an impression and made you think about it.

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Avis (France)() published:

To the Person I Hate Most

PROMPT: Open Prompt

To the person i hate the most,
your name is an unanswered whisper across cracked lips.
I wonder when you'll hear me.

I see you in the mornings, as the sun crests the mesa,
squinty eyed and nursing sweet coffee. 
I remember the nights you spent screaming,
and compare the memories to the vision before me. 

To the person i hate the most,
I see your hands, small and wrought with imperfection.
You touch things,
never people.

You touched me, ...

about 1 year ago

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about 1 year ago

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Avis (France)() published:

To the Person I Hate Most

PROMPT: Open Prompt

To the person i hate the most,
your name is an unanswered whisper across cracked lips.
I wonder when you'll hear me.

I see you in the mornings, as the sun crests the mesa,
squinty eyed and nursing sweet coffee. 
I remember the nights you spent screaming,
and compare the memories to the vision before me. 

To the person i hate the most,
I see your hands, small and wrought with imperfection.
You touch things,
never people.

You touched me, ...

about 1 year ago

Avis (France)() earned a badge Good Neighbor

about 1 year ago

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Avis (France)() published:

Gay

PROMPT: Love in 13 Words

She smiles because she can. I smile because she's happy enough to smile. 

almost 2 years ago

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almost 2 years ago

Avis (France)() started following Doktor Habit (United States of America)()

almost 3 years ago

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Avis (France)() published:

This is the Color

PROMPT: Unnamed

This is the color of her hair, impulsively dyed to hide her sadness, her makeup runs down her cheeks, the sun sparkles off her tears and you can't help yourself when you reach over and brush them away. This is the color of your mother's favorite dress, the one she only wears when she's feeling happy; when her depression has relaxed it's grasp on her and this color returns to her cheeks, paints her lips and nails as she takes you...

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almost 3 years ago