This is the time when the sun/Descends below the horizon—the ground/Is cool, dry, hearty and beautiful with/Thick golden hairs—of all distant things
Category: Arts & Entertainment
My heart hates my soul./My mind hates my spirit./I’m corrupted.
As I stare at the sky I am lost/Though my thoughts are gifted/Hole in my heart/Empty void
What songs bring back old memories, or make you stop and listen, or bring you up when you’re down? Here’s what The kNOw writers had
When the word shady comes to mind,/I don’t think of Eminem,/I’m constantly reminded day by day of/How you have not only bruised me, but the/Whole family, your kids included.