She repeats her movements to attack the armed base
Stroking the precious keys to fire artillery
Penetrate the thick walls of this vile trickery
Of the realm of cheaters, stealing her golden grace

Pushing through the limits of an endless contest
To captivate her mind for mindless distraction
As she navigates wars with online retraction
Getting the number one, proving to be the best

Getting a wicked call to interrupt her mood
Hearing familiar voice to a sad announcement
That her mother just passed from painful discontent

The controller dropped fast, and the whiteness issued
Tears running down her cheeks, with now a missing piece
A hallowed sentiment of her beloved decease.