Nothingness
The Knight Of The Swords
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Mogs Me
The beauitifull nights mog me,
and moon and stars do the same,
And summer days and cloudy fog
behind the window of my basement
mog me.
And the future and the past that would never be mine mog me to oblivion.
A mirror mogs me to a grave.
What doesnt mog you make you an incel;
Undead, the paradox, the destroyer of what mogs you.
The beauitifull nights mog me,
and moon and stars do the same,
And summer days and cloudy fog
behind the window of my basement
mog me.
And the future and the past that would never be mine mog me to oblivion.
A mirror mogs me to a grave.
What doesnt mog you make you an incel;
Undead, the paradox, the destroyer of what mogs you.