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Buildings they crumble they fall into dust

The grinding hides

the blood dried rust Ten thousand feet an aerial view Destruction sown and debris strewn

This ain’t no Bomber fantasy You’re in for real now follow me

Trick yourself & hide it away

But deep in your mind the image remains Terror inflicted innocence hewn Pieces of bodies

& debris strewn

Waking at night

can’t help but remember The images haunting the smell of the embers is real in your room

& you’re not alone That’s when you realize you never came home