I feel nothing. Perhaps a flicker of the words "I give up" in amongst the fog, they flickered like the final dying fire of a candle flame. The rhythmic tapping of my fingers on the keypad did nothing to ignite feeling within me and instead spilled out the last I had onto the extensive blank white page. I knew then I had let myself fall too far. Now that my strongest anchor had snapped and I felt nothing as a result, defeat was the only thing left. And I felt it with everything in me.
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In The Oceans Of Me
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