Nod at my shortcomings
and welcome me to your space
I know it rains there often
I know there’s little room to move
But I am ready to live there
if you are ready to live at all

In the forest of your insecurities
that hides the ray of hope
Even though it rarely appears
cutting through your cloudy judgement
I walk over to your unwelcoming land
to welcome the infliction of my misery

Clueless about why I’m attracted to you
Maybe you’re the solution to my paranoia
Maybe just the making of a nightmarish memory
that will amuse us in the future

So destroy me over & over again
for that laugh to occur eventually
when I’m out of your spell
when I’m out of your memory

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