Halo,
my irony wakes up.
I laugh to see my feelings die —
so beautiful, so intricate.
That they mean nothing makes me smile,
as time erases, so do I.
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 3:58 PM UTC
Halo,
my irony wakes up.
I laugh to see my feelings die —
so beautiful, so intricate.
That they mean nothing makes me smile,
as time erases, so do I.