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Master of Apologies


I tried in vain to save you from disgrace
You didn’t care, as if you were better off in the dark.
So please don’t,
Run to me as it crumbles from beneath you.
When it’s all over, and you no longer know where you are.
Now that it’s a mess, and you’re in despair
He’ll be back, working his way in.
Having mastered the art of apologies,
I can’t stand to be there, watching him as he pretends.
Never missing a beat, even when caught in a lie
He knows just what to say, and when to cry.
Right on cue, he’s back at your side.
I know that you’ll never see past him.
He’ll drag you down and you’ll be blind to the fall.
Wining and dining you,
While clandestinely he controls it all.
On holidays I see you,
In the midst of excessive celebration.
You seem so convinced,
That there’s nothing you don’t know about him.
If only you could see the person he really is,
Do you ever wonder when he kisses you goodbye?
Smelling of brandy and lilacs,
Always returning late in the night,
I tried in vain to save you from disgrace
Please turn to me when it crumbles from beneath you.
Even if it’s a mess, and you’ve fallen far,
When it’s all over,
I will be here to guide you back to yourself,
And help you to remember the remarkable person you are.

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Written December 28th, 2004

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  • NoUseForAName
    December 30, 2004
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    *smacks self on the head* I think I've read through too many poems today. Duh... *sings* "I can see clearly now...". Thanks for responding to my retardation.


  • Cutieindahurley
    December 30, 2004
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    Thanks so much for the positive feedback! He smells of brandy and lilacs because it's the perfume of the "other woman", who he'd been out with while his wife is home sleeping.

  • NoUseForAName
    December 30, 2004
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    "smelling of brandy and lilacs"- what a great image. But, would a man smell like that? It seems a pretty feminine image to me.

  • bloodxnxaccident
    December 29, 2004
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    Wonderful

    This is breathtaking... Wow, I don't know what to say!! It has a really powerfull feel to it... Well, I seem to be at a complete lack of words here, so I'll just say, good luck in the contest, and GREAT poem!!
    -Erin