I'm lost...
I'm burning in the fire of hate...
I hate myself for hurting you,
When can't bear a mild scratch on you,
I don't know how did I hurt you...
I'm feeling low in my own eyes...
I lost my wings of love,
In hurting you...
Left with the smog, which I inhale,
I find difficult to breathe life without you.

- Marvellous Mandakini