As the sun crawls back
And the darkness overtakes
I look at the moon, my mind a monsoon
Lingering scents of a roses ,a smoke ,a love and hope and two adventurous souls
Now just a ruthless memories that Throwing darts at my heart
Remembering We were fine at the start,
When I Gave you trust but you were just become Another demon.
- SAN DIEGO POEM'S
