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I fear speaking to people in my life about my problems and I can't keep holding them in any longer. This is a form of therapy for me and I hope it will help me feel less shittier at most.
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Keep it in, Don't let them win. See the light, Even in the night. There's demons - yes, we know - But we can't let it show. So keep it quiet, except for here, And know that maybe help is near. Here they'll listen without seeing, Here you can speak without being. Mostly depressing. This is my creative outlet. Everything I write is straight from my head. Please don't copy anything! Thank you so much for 2K reads! Read my second poetry book, "misty."

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