said,
i'm sorry, for all
her lies
and betrayals,
instead
she'd bake cookies, or
a cake
in lieu of an apology,
sometimes
before
she even
whispered out
her latest lie,
she'd whip up
a preemptive apology
in the shape
of a key lime
pie.
which i ate and turned
to her
my twitching blind eye.
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