A sound of a crash:
The two towers fall
toward the busy streets.
As if they
were being devoured
by the ground.
Loud shattering screams
below the crushed towers and
above, a mushroom shaped cloud
of dust covers the sky,
raining toward the streets.
The dying people scream
as loud as they can
for help.
The screams die down as the people
succumb to death.
Under,
Under,
the crushed rubble.
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