Break Me
Break me, mold me, my thoughts and shake me
never stop, this thing, and love me, to make me
the brave me and let you to always belong to, and crave me.
This fire, admire, fair and square, burn away and bring out the desire.
Not to let go and said so, that Break me, mold me, my thoughts and shake me.
My love, and my heart and your soul's some part and
give me that freedom, never to be apart and lets you be mine,
grow up and let you to shine and fine, not just to be for days
but to all these eons and Break me, mold me, my thoughts and shake me.
Your face and embrace, that always why I chase,
everytime I see you, see, see, just look at my heart race, baby.
This fire, admire, fair and square, baby, let me burn, let me burn,
burn away and bring out the desire. Break me, mold me, my thoughts and
shake me, never stop, this thing, and to make me, the brave me.
I ran away, ran away, to find myself and
you in me, I ran away. So,
Break me, mold me, my thoughts and shake me,
never stop, this thing, and to make me, the brave me.
I am so, high in the thoughts and the plots and brain,
me stuck in you, fade in you, destiny met in you,
Break me, mold me, my thoughts and shake me,
never stop, this thing, and to make me, the brave me.
Copyright © Krishna Bhatta | Year Posted 2022
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