A Rattling Rhyme

That was a Low-blow I caught it on my Gopro She was like, "Hello, Bro" But the dude couldn't follow... He was blowing on that snow though Spending all of his folks dough Hanging flags out the window Of another fallen halo Of a bruised and forgotten soul He believes that he's got it all But he won't find another them, no And he won't find another her, so Is there anything that they should know? Dig down deep and find your hidden glow Your heart, so cold Buried way beneath the snow