The flow in this is amazing. It feels a bit broken up when purely going by sound, but once I got into the meaning of the words, I was completely lost in them and they just seemed to roll off the page.

[her eyes were
the color of forget-me-nots
and desperation

(her driver's license said,
blue)] Simply beautiful.

~Sparkles from the Review Marathon (link in profile)

Wow, those first two lines.
EXTREMELY CLEVER and stunning.

"her eyes were
the color of forget-me-nots
and desperation"

Your style is very raw, but you're verses are perfectly polished. Great job with this, I'm really enjoying your work.

Much love,
Juliet.

This poem is honestly breathtaking. As usual, I'm blown away by your use of detail and imagery, and I'm in love with your style - very unconventional, very free verse, but it flows in such a passionate and lovely way.

You really captured the glitzy-glittery sense of tragedy here; the way that something terrible can still look strangely alluring from an outside perspective.

wow. This is intereting...I really didn't get it to be honest.