above

lovin kind

i want to hold you when you cry
i want to hold you when you smile
i want to sing with you when you sing
i want everyone
you are everyone

lovin kind

drinking myself to broken
givin this guitar away
up all night again
its been years since i felt this way

looking for the voters
dont even know how to ask
all the campaigns are over now
and here i am at last

walking home from vast heaven
a stop to lighten the soul
when sorrounded by these angels
i wonder why i go

yes or no
i need votes

pacifier

lovin kind wrote:

drinking myself to broken
givin this guitar away
up all night again
its been years since i felt this way

looking for the voters
dont even know how to ask
all the campaigns are over now
and here i am at last

walking home from vast heaven
a stop to lighten the soul
when sorrounded by these angels
i wonder why i go

yes or no
i need votes

i like this

lovin kind

this poem is not who i am as much as its a poem free from soul

its a piece of crap

pacifier

what i like is the references below, comparing to a politician lost without his people.

lovin kind wrote:

looking for the voters
dont even know how to ask
all the campaigns are over now
and here i am at last

lovin kind wrote:

yes or no
i need votes

thunder_balls

lovin kind wrote:

this poem is not who i am as much as its a poem free from soul

its a piece of crap

its no piece of crap...unless of course the crap has been through filtering systems and turned into fresh, pure, beautiful, delicious, water. And that's what it is. It's a good thing.