*It's symphony of my life,* *that's synchronising with time*. I don't know what pain inside.. but somehow it turned museum outside. It might be the song for eyes.. and not to forget! I do have that album of lies. As if notes are draining through years.. and melody is raining through tears. It's just the fragment of soul that's constantly being rhythmic with my breath.. and that's something which I all need as my strength. Flattering through those mellifluous words... You're only hurting me deeper and deeper with your sword. All I just want you to... End up these rhapsody of fake love🥀..... ©Muskan Jha

Muskan Jha