Past ghost

By Jahanvi   

There's something in here;
The faint scent of disgust
Still remains after a decade.
It's the soul of past ghost,
Which still lingers.

Passing the nooks of merry
Home it used to be,
Sets shiver down my spine
And uncurl my child-like heart
Into freezing cold.

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