September 16, 2011 is my September 11th.
The touch of my heart being crush
Is the trade centers being pumbled to the ground
My heartache is the sound
The sound of the plane crashing
The ability to not morn and try speaking
But yet no one is able to listen
Is the millions of souls screaming
September 11th is remembered by billions
And September 16th is remembered by the crushing sound of a heart
Trying to breath
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A Midst of Sadness
PoetryThis is a compilation of my poems I've written over the years.
