He took the last one out; he missed the last train,
He took the chance to know her to feel her pain,
Their cars collided on 20 highway
And she almost didn't survive,
He saw her bracelet, she looked up and all she saw were his eyes,
She was just past Stanton, not quite to Odessa
And she was all but lost,
As he pulled her out of the rubble he saw she had just missed the white cross,
The tears came down his face but he didn't have a reason why,
She knew that he would never believe her so she forced herself to lie,
They took her away and he held her hand, refused to let her go,
Once in the hospital she told herself that it was time that he had to know,
She wasn't real, she was sent to merely save his life,
And now that he was in the clear he knew that she was right,
So he bent down to press his lips gently to her forehead
And when he came back up to smile at her,
The girl he knew was dead.
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