This is my affidavit, peace meet judgment..
I lunge with deep breaths into the mortar-scarred memories..
She looks my way smirking, I see only the hatred I think she has for me..
I stopped praying due to my inability to separate business and pleasure..
The sky looks down, it paints me, covers me in earth tones, I imagine neon..
Answer me politely. Shower me with suggestions. Im a glutton for feeding you desire.