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Petrify

The God-given ability of
self-modification
eludes my present state of love
and it's formation

And so I petrify
the years turn me into stone
times goes by without a why
for all my ways that haven't grown

If I could only be a strong
as my defects that never change
be as right as I am wrong
be as cool as I am strange

surrender, acceptance, transform
I dream of such advances
but staying the same remains the norm
passing by my second chances

experience requires transition
the nature of learning reshapes
but not in my current condition
this way I am I can't escape

If I could only be as strong
as my defects that never change
be as right as i am wrong
be as cool as I am strange

If I could remodel, revise
all the facts, all the lies
apply the suggestions of the wise
and benefit from all my tries,

then I would be the more
that I always hoped in store
it'd be worth what it was for
for the re-invented core

If I could only be as strong
as my defects that never change
be as right as I am wrong
be as cool as I am strange


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