I sit here day after day and night after sleepless night with a burning passion to write something - anything.
I have a billion bits of brilliance brewing behind my eyes...yet I am blind and cripple.
I can hear the devil whispering in my ear. A mocking, taunting, cursed beast who sucks me dry of feeling. Leaving me an emotional eunuch; an empty husk.
How I wish I could write some words.
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