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A million hearts fell,
A billion tears dropped,
Thousands died,
And a world watched.
Hundred of prayers
Consumed one nation,
Surprised by an act
Of pure damnation.
All brought together,
By the sounds of hell
As pure and clear
As the liberty bell.
Heroes were born,
And heroes were lost,
So many changes
At such a high cost.
A decade later,
We mourn with respect.
Those then alive
Can still recollect,
the infamous day
remembered with power,
When America bled
through the wounds of two towers.
- by Mistress-Amethyst |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/11/2011 |
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- Title: The Wounds of Two Towers
- Artist: Mistress-Amethyst
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- Date: 09/11/2011
- Tags: wounds towers
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