Consumed by fear.
The fear of loss.
It accelerates the heart,
until it reaches the eyes of the soul.
Raindrops in the immensity
that is the soul.
They fall outside.
Feeling that gnaws away.
A big love.
Consumed by fear.
The fear of loss.
It accelerates the heart,
until it reaches the eyes of the soul.
Raindrops in the immensity
that is the soul.
They fall outside.
Feeling that gnaws away.
A big love.