When You Came Into My Life Comments

I was just a dead cubicle of ice hanging from the mountains; on the verge of breaking, with every passing draught of wind,
It was only when you came into my life; that I became a sparkling river; flowing boisterously down your slopes.

I was just a lifeless stone waiting to be kicked by the society on the road, staring hopelessly as swanky cars uncouthly trampled me with their wheels,
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