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And then in just a click of a button,
I'm all alone. Nothin' but 2 Mutton.
For I have been stranded,
and perhaps abandoned
from my dear friends.
I see some stems
of an old tree, dying in despair.
I see a new land offshore,
but the distant island has no grass.
I went to the cave, nothin’ but bats.
So I went deeper forward,
toward the mighty horrors.
I found some iron and gold,
I make a tool to behold.
After some more iron,
I acquire some attire.
Then suddenly, out of the dark abyss
I found my true and only bliss!


After a few days more,
I have my tools galore.

A long time from then…
I built myself zen
All along the old island,
a long time after my first diamond,
I see something strange…
I know something’s a change
I see it coming closer,
I peek out like a toaster.
And there a person behold!
He was in a boat, looking bold,
I went out to the shore,
After all, I’m not gonna ignore.
I love Minecraft
Dinah M Dec 2014
And you craft your weapons
You put up your walls
Cause when the night comes around
Monsters try to hunt you down.
Does it not make sense?
Even in Minecraft things will try to get to you
You can't get away from them.
You can't get away from the darkness
You can't get away from the pain they bring
As they attack you with their bows
Blows up all your efforts
**** you slowly.
You can never get away from your thoughts.
What you can do is watch.
Watch as the hearts break one by one.
You can try to play games, ***
But you can never find an escape.
Something I wrote because I've been playing a lot of Minecraft recently.
laika Sep 2014
Block by block
I delve down
is it iron?
is it gold?
or only gravel and stone

toiling with pick and shovel
I dream obsidian spires
towering 190 blocks above the shore

I dream wheat fields
and cow pens
nestled amidst rolling hills

I dream discovery
mystery
exploration

but before these
there must be iron
Irate Watcher Aug 2014
His dad,
hearing a beat,
turned the key,
not knowing
she was in there.
But shirt off, his
fourteen year
old, the CEO
just laughed and said:
"Dad, go back to bed."

He had won the game
AGAIN!
And nights spent
building a barrel
of monkeys
that
watched him
chop down wood
on YouTube
finally had
paid off —

It only took
20,000 followers
for her shirt to
come off.
The warped world of minecraft playing post-Millenials
I try each day to understand.
AdrianTheGreat Apr 2014
I love to mine, I'll mine all night
Until the creepers come out and fight
The creepers blow up, and I go down
back to my little village *town

— The End —