Tag Archives: dead love

i go hunting to kill what is left of you in me

Posted on September 23, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the trails are cold & dead but i will find the traces wipe that last kiss from my lips because it stings

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what you don’t feed, dies

Posted on August 31, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the fire in my chest you kindled, love years ago dimmed when you failed to feed it anything but dreams & lies which sparked up & burned too fast like pine snapping it needed substance to keep burning & there … Continue reading →

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