As I looked across the yard I paused surprised, yet not shocked to see a For Sale sign in the front yard. Something filled my chest as I thought about it. My next door neighbors were the ones that had the sign in the yard.
I've known them for as long as I can remember moving here (14 years ago) and recently it I've hardly seen them. They've drifted away and from time to time I hear bits and pieces. I'm not sad for them, no not even close. More I'm happy. They've never quite fit. I don't mean that in a bad way... That For Sale sign is them moving on and I know that this is something they need.
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Poems and Rants Of A Killjoy
PoetryAll of my thoughts written down in here... This is a place for those who need a safe haven of sorts. Made by one of your own. I hope you can learn from my mistakes. "Come one, come all to this tragic affair..." -Dead! By My Chemical Romance [ON-GOIN...
