Break Something

Break the window,

come in with the wind.

Break the promise,

and then make another one.

Break your own image,

and paint it again.

Break the pact,

and let the reins go.

Break your pattern,

and surprise yourself.

Break my pattern

and surprise me.

Break your sea waves,
and travel to some new ones.

Break the horizon,

there is always another shore.

Break the fixed idea,

be fluid.

Break your soul,

and build it up.

Break your personality,

and remember it later

Break the song,

and listen to the silence.

Break your smile,

and start laughing for once.

Break your heart,

and let the light in.

Break my heart,

and then watch it grow stronger.

Break my spirit,

and watch me burn of pride and forgiveness.

Break your consciousness,

and watch yourself dance.

Break your usual skin,

and watch the wonders you can be.

Break a glass,

just break a stupid glass and let it go.

Just break something,
make some noise,

and watch yourself evolve.

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