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"Gone are the days" by Rusha Chatterjee


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"Gone are the days" Rusha Chatterjee Gone are the dayswhen my house felt like home,now the rooms filled with thousandmemories feels like a cage,suffocating and cold,laughs from my childhood echoes throughout the space maybe to light a little spark of hopeless hope.
The mint colour wallsare now pale and grim, the lack of warmth issurely from within,the rose wood furniture was a beauty to behold, now with layers of dustis an absolute eyesore.
The kitchen which always smelled like heaven, now occasionally whiffs of burntprepackaged Ramen,the porch with the view ofblooming flowers and neatly cut grass,is now laced with outgrown weedsso distasteful even the trespassers ignore a glance.
There was a timeI always prayed to be alone, to be free,now why theempty house seems like a nightmare one would never wish to see?

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