Comments : Sifting through lifes masked debris. [collab]

  • 11 years ago

    by Marvellous

    Pain comes to widen reasoning. It gets better, the more we share. Things go wrong, to turn good at last. Indeed beautifully worked out.

  • 11 years ago

    by Lune de ma vie

    I loved writing this, it's always special to write a poem with someone so close. I am totally in awe by the inspiring work you do. Laying pen to paper truly is such a natural feature for you. Beautiful, I love "Black painted snowflakes bury me under a hill of my bitter mistakes." Probably my favorite part of this whole poem. We nailed it and you were easily able to guide this poem in the right directions with the wording you used.
    5/5
    Can't wait to write more.