for those not forgotten

 

I still wake up quietly terrified

That my building is gonna fall

And don’t call me crazy

Cause I’ve seen it before

Two towers on a television screen

when I was six years old

 

And I love planes

I really do

But sometimes when I see them

For a second I loose my cool

because of something that happened
when I was in elementary school

 

nearly every day I’m reminded

and you better bet ill remember

its to late to forget

the 11th of September

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