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A slab of wood Entwined with copper and nickel. That's all you are. I feel your humanity at times. It could just be the heat from my hands Still fuming off your glossy surface Like boiler room pipes. Pipe down your pipe dreams sonny, You're no Kurt Cobain.
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 4:27 PM UTC
Pipe Dreams
A slab of wood Entwined with copper and nickel. That's all you are. I feel your humanity at times. It could just be the heat from my hands Still fuming off your glossy surface Like boiler room pipes. Pipe down your pipe dreams sonny, You're no Kurt Cobain.
For my guitar. * A "pipe dream" is a common expression for a fantasy, not a metaphor for drugs.
david-jm
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 4:27 PM UTC
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