Sitting in my Ikea chair,
Steam - got so many games on there.
Night time calls for some solitary gaming,
Enemies my pixelated gun will be maiming.
Levelled up and remained untouched.
Throwing out a punch and kick with the arcade stick.
Targeting a dragon with my blue lightgun.
Using the XBox Controller for the pinball flipper,
Calling myself a quitter because it's time to devour dinner.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: February 28th, 2024 03:09
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Not sitting up until 3am sone nights, trying to win the boxing match game?! They can wait until you've had dinner. lol.
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