I could never hold a perfect thing,
And not demolish it.
What am I thinking?
What could this mean?
How could somebody, ever love me?
-halsey
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Sadness is a State of Mind
PoetryA collection of song quotes to make you feel less alone on rainy days
forever...(is a long time)
I could never hold a perfect thing,
And not demolish it.
What am I thinking?
What could this mean?
How could somebody, ever love me?
-halsey
