Red Wine Stains January 10, 2016March 18, 2022 ~ Gita ~ Leave a comment Red wine stains in my soul Black fumes from the heart Whatever made me feel whole Now tears me apart – Truth Beyond Mystery – Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading...
I am no victim. I am a survivor. November 2, 2015November 13, 2015 ~ Gita ~ Leave a comment I am no victim. I am a survivor. – Truth Beyond Mystery Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading...
Loneliness October 2, 2015November 13, 2015 ~ Gita ~ Leave a comment The scariest part of being alone is not the loneliness – Truth Beyond Mystery Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading...
Killed. September 1, 2015 ~ Gita ~ Leave a comment “Leave me alone with a pen and you’ll find yourself killed at the end of the page.” – Truth Beyond Mystery Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading...