Bottled up

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I want to talk to someone about how the demons are back,
But I don't wanna bother my pack.

Right now they all seem to be in a good place,
They all seem safe.

"Oh, hey... can we talk" I never can make myself say,
So I try to just pray,
Pray it away.

I'll find a way to get through,
I know if I truly need to I can just send a text to...

Them and they'd answer right away,
But then they'd have to pay.

For now I'll keep it bottled up,
That way it's no ones problem and they can just walk to me and be like "sup."

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