The Widget Kid
By Kiah
I know you, you’re the Widget kid. You hit like a thought, when and where you did. Busted into a million pieces of light. Then put back together in freedom’s sight. Expanding to fit and shrunk to size. Handling all that you metamorphasize. Go with it, because it’s within. Know the inner peace of the where you begin. Flying out among the lost children. Alone and together we can build again. In your mind you can be the prophesier. In our time we can rise above the mire. Tress and grass passed and where are we. Believe in mass and then we will be free. You’re the widget. The great missing piece that will fit. This is your story, Im just telling it.Mmm, wiiiddgettts. Written April 4th, 2002 © on Apr 04 2002 02:51 PM PST 0 • 10
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"I know you, you’re the Widget kid...."