ReminisceA Poem by Grace9/11I followed the deadly cracks in the path To the beating bloody heart of wrath From above and beside and below the ground In the throes of a thrashing thunderous sound The beats of the hearts caused the ground to shake The sky to cry and the Dead to wake
It is only a dream, a dream, a dream This illusion of hell is not as it seems Fearsome firy clutching hands Grew closer and closer to where it stands
Or maybe it never stood at all How can you tell now since its fall? The plane that crashed destroyed them completely The two regal towers, tall and stately
© 2009 GraceAuthor's Note
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