Begin
Where to
begin
when pages are blurred,
prints of path were cleared,
murmurs are limpid,
but grit bides morbid
When to
begin
when smog keeps
blocking the grips
to reap and leap
Where to
begin
when time dies
but it's vice
that just rise
© AphroVen
begin
when pages are blurred,
prints of path were cleared,
murmurs are limpid,
but grit bides morbid
When to
begin
when smog keeps
blocking the grips
to reap and leap
Where to
begin
when time dies
but it's vice
that just rise
© AphroVen