Blow Up

We all make mistakes, we all make messes.
Didn’t think you would blow up.
Grudge by grudge, you added it all.
You were a volcano ready to erupt.

I didn’t know you had so much inside of you.
There was a bottle ready to explode.
And I’m sorry for pushing you off the edge,
I didn’t know.

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Blow Up

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