The Two Towers
I looked at the sky,
As two airplanes flew by.
They hit the first tower,
With incredible power.
The Second tower fell,
and the world went to hell.
Rescuers went in,
And started to begin.
Some people were saved,
But the buildings started to cave.
Everyone remembers this day,
And will always pray.
"Based off the events of September 11, 2001"
By: Jacquelyn Tello-October 1, 2006
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