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Dream Samurai

Member since 2003 · Posted 3 Mar 2009 · 5 comments

My honor rests on a dream Made of a plastic blue pipe And I sulk on a glory that never was In a shady corner of my home Spitting nicotine while I don My hero's cloth of ragged shirt I am not even king of this festered ignominy And as I hide from them my truth With courteous gestures of sanity And talks of school, future and stability I am slowly dying alive inside

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[6] nentwined 5-Mar-09/9:54 PM Reply

huh?

Hmm. Makes more sense when I notice the title--but I'm still lost with a plastic blue pipe.

[n/a] Lifeboatman › nentwined 10-Mar-09/6:58 PM Reply

Think PVC, think long...

[6] nentwined › Lifeboatman 10-Mar-09/7:05 PM Reply

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I see. :) It all makes a lot more sense now.

[7] SupremeDreamer 7-Mar-09/2:47 PM Reply

Make it a glass pipe and we got something. Seven.

[n/a] Lifeboatman › SupremeDreamer 10-Mar-09/6:57 PM Reply

SO you still show yourself around these parts... I wrote this about a decade ago, and my my bong was makeshift from 1.5 Coke bottles. hehehe