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I heard commotion out in the hall.

She ran to me crying like a baby]

"He's passed out!" she cried

Putting her head on my shoulder I prayed

"Lord let everything be okay with her and him

Me worried sick about him and her

She cried and cried as they took him away

He looking pale and limp

I pray they find each other

To be for each other

She needs him and he needs her

Now she knows that he is for her

On this terrible, horrible, dreadful day