By Missie Werner
Date: 5 February 1998

BITTER YET SWEET

They say you always hurt the one you love
and things get ugly when push comes to shove
All the broken promises, and careless words we spoke
make me wish you were here for one last smoke
You would inhale deeply yet exhale with a choke
muttering the words  "Please help me"
while I'd laugh couraguosly
then send you a response
"Sorry i can't help, for you are on your own, now it makes you 
realize it sucks to be alone"
I'd sdtomp out the cigarette, along with your heart,
erase you from my memory;
then leave you lying there in the dark
lonely, harsh, cold, and trembling with no one left to hold!!!!