I Didn't Give Up

February 10, 2011
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I stare at the blank page.
My eyes frustratedly darting around.
Searching through my brain.
In every door, every room, every closet. All filled with unusable ideas.
My writers block is like a cage, keeping me from the perfect piece.
I look hatefully at my evil disadvantage.
I know my creativity is somewhere in my head, I just can’t find it.
I walk around the perimeterer of the ominous black void that begins to conquer my brain.
Give up! Give up! It says.
I won’t give up. I won’t put the pencil down.

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