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2016 | 2017 | 2018 | 2019 | 2020 | 2021 | 2022


2023 will be the missing year; the year of rest. This year is a year of change. Transition. The end of an era. The start of another. The end of one season. The birth of a new one.
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.

  





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Tue Apr 02, 2024 7:14 am
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I braced for it with my eyes shut
Took a minute ‘fore my feet went up
Love tore through me like a tidal wave
Ripped me open when I saw your face

No more questions now as we lose trust
What’s the future for the two of us?
Take divorce and make it macro scale
Every person saw how we both failed

Watch my brothers want a different way
Waves come push them as they ran away
Bless my sisters following the tide
I’ll be underwater left behind

Pinched my brows as someone took my hands
We went with the rolling water dance
Let the sadness take a different shape
Fought to forge a heart that had more space

When I opened my eyes I looked up
I was in the arms of one I love
With acceptance, I’m a different shape
‘Round the grief, I think I have more space

To love - again
Sign up - again
To heal - again
And when
It happens again
I’ll tell all my friends
It wasn’t just the water or my lungs that kept me
It was being loved by family

I think I might want something new
A deeper love than I’m used to
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.

  





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Wed Apr 03, 2024 1:13 pm
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to the self i once knew well
your secrets are now mine to tell
but ‘cause of love i keep them safe
within the trust i built in faith

your friends are mine and they love you
yes even the ugly parts too
i’m sorry that you hated me
you didn’t know what we could be

it’s good to cry for what has passed
you sowed in tears - and now at last
i reap the joy because of you
i’m thankful for all that you do

but now’s my turn to let you rest
you did your part, you did your best
you get to heal, and we move on
sweet dreams my love. here comes the dawn
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.

  





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Goodbye, goodbye
The door revolves
As I stay behind
But it’s always open
All the time
Please still come around
Don’t cut me dry

I’m gonna miss you
I miss you all
And I won’t forget you
The love, still recalled

Ten years go by
And I still think of you
I know I have changed
I hope that you have too

Goodbye, goodbye
The door still revolves
You’re still passing by
But it’s always open
In my heart and mind
Please still come around
I’ll always try
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.

  





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Sun Apr 07, 2024 9:06 am
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has it been a year already?
no, not yet
but half of one feels just as long
when everything feels different
i wish i had more answers than i did then
but i just have more questions

sometimes knowledge isn’t power
it’s muddy
the more i know, the less is clear
the more that stays in me
i wish i had more answers than i do now
but i’m still searching for them
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.

  





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Mon Apr 08, 2024 6:23 am
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i want to be an old soul
wise beyond my years
and still a child at heart

i don’t want to grow out of innocence
or peace and purity
let me not be too young for wisdom
with responsibility

i want to have a young heart
and not outgrow my infancy
i want childlike wonder
that doesn’t dread monotony

make me like an old man
that smiles at what life brings
young enough to wonder
and old enough to cherish things
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.

  





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Tue Apr 09, 2024 11:00 am
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smaller house, smaller rooms
downsized families breathe in fumes
some fled the fire, but we three stayed
to find some water to douse the flames

smaller hands, more to hold
i don’t know what all you were told
but i found water in my veins
i’ll take the fire and i’ll stay

smaller house, empty rooms
i know it’s hard to breathe in fumes
to those without the heart to leave
just hold your breath, please stay with me

i think this home’s worth saving
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.

  





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Wed Apr 10, 2024 10:28 am
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i’m sorry you’ve spent the past seventeen birthdays alone
the passage of time has stolen so much from you
where are your loved ones? only pictures on the wall, watching
they can’t hug you like you wish they could

i’m sorry they’re not here
the passage of time has stolen so much from you
i know it feels safer to cry alone, with no one watching
but it makes the pain hurt all the more
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.

  








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