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The ghost in my house

There was a ghost in my house

It walked through my hallways at night

And swirled green around my ceiling fan

I could feel it in my home

I could feel it next to my bed

 

There was a ghost in my house

It haunted me for 13 years

I thought I’d always feel

That not-alone dreadful fear

For another few years

 

There was a ghost in my house

That made me sweat

Who whispered in my ear

And shook me from my bed

And only the bathroom was where i could escape

 

There was a ghost in my house

Maybe more than one

Maybe more than two

It made my friends cry

It made me scream for so long

 

There is not a ghost in my house

Is it no longer there?

Did it pass on to heaven?

Did I scare it away?

Did I grow too old to feel it here?

 

There is not a ghost in my house

Where did it go

I miss it quite a lot

For the ghost in my house

Made me feel thing I usually did not

 

I wish the ghost in my house did not go away

I wish I still felt what I did on those past days

These days I feel like

I’m the ghost in my house

Drifting away, thought after thought

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Written by
buddy-t
Published
Jan 7, 2019
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There is no longer a ghost in my house

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#ghost#haunted#gone#spooky
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