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One day you're gonna burst (part 2)

I'm loaded I've locked and stored everything inside. But the walls are beginning to break: Bang! against my mouth, Bang! against my heart Bang! against my fists, Bang! I'm falling apart. I'm so heavy, I've locked and stored it all inside, My feet are heavy, and I'm playing tug and war to keep these walls from falling apart, but they're halfway down: Shit! I'm getting weak Shit! I can't lift my feet Shit! I'm starting to fall Shit! is this it? I have been burdened I've manufacturing bottles and using my feelings as its fluid for too long But the walls are shaking, and they're finally down: Boom! did you hear that sound? Boom! that's the sound of anger, roaring Boom! I've cause an explosion Boom! I am scary now, I finally burst.
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Feb 20, 2016
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#sad#anger#weak#angry#breaking#bottledupfeelings
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