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on 22-11-2002 21:28
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through the tears in my eyes,
i see the hole in the wall -
i feel it with my fingers..
but all i feel is destruction and desolation.
through the hole in the ceiling, i see the
planes roaring above me ...
mocking me in their vain and pride.
i feel the pain of the people
floating past me -
not caring who i am,
or what ive been through.
through the tears in my eyes as they flow down to my nose,
i smell the victory and truimph of the enemies as they fly above me -
ready to destroy..
destroy another life - a whole nation..
BUT WHY? O WHY,
do they not understand that we are innocent?
walking through the rubble in the moonlit night,
a breeze lifts me from my agony.
lifting my chin, it sends me a message -
theres always some hope left.
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