One cold drop of rain never falls alone,
they hit your outter skin to make you shiver.
One thing to remember, they always give you goosebumps together.
One cold soul, could be a virus.
It could whip wildly tearing apart everything around it, like a tornadoe..
when you open your eyes, you see destruction,
but how beautiful is it that you are still alive?
Meaning when you hurt be thankful you understand whats going on enough to feel it.
We spend so much time thinking about that lone thing that had created our feverish mood.
And next thing you know all the attention you gave to it made it get so much bigger,
it tumbles down, inch by inch, brick my brick
until you are smothered in dust and depression.
When it gets bad find the best of it
When it gets cold find the warm in it
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