Released on January 1, 1999

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Section 1

Two of their special little boys

Two of their special little boys

Two of their special little boys

Two of their special little boys

Two of their special little boys

Slow Death

But i'm not sad

Who hurts you? (Everyone!)

Tell me the truth

Sincerely

I am (i won't come out!) popping out of the mirror (bath water)

Trail down the cheek (give me the immagination)

Brought some paper (let me)

And the kinds of words i write (alone in the playroom)

The way i write them (i believe)

(Stop) being my friend over done

A curtain very vulnerable, honesty

And another curtsy myself, milligrams best friends

It's in search of the hard shaped rock

Somewhere s- skow mountain or myself

In where I'm headed filler of footprints

Or just walking into

Walks both

Somehow it's not deaf since i (?)

No secret beneath the glade

The peopole provision re- with those on my he and move that couch on my face

I know, let me in the building in there

And look, didn't spear of myself

Then yet

Section 2

Me daily affirmations on afterthoughts

Of the Invisible Man in wool en waste coat

Andy woman's underg gets my go and near captures qu'I

Like per- ly how different I am from

Myself as outside world would name

Brands and

Label Olive Branch and the talons and

Petroleum on the wings, i hike on one FL to my nest in

Love a transitive the with bedday and a

Punching bag and tropical fish and no goddamn tribe

Beauties wood burning

Stone ugly enforces the strong planed

Hands of "I'm going to die" thing

F, it's hard to make it

Meaningful every time I talk to you

That's difficult for me

It's slow-die to all intense

Section 3

Every day i write this fucking poem, let me rest

Not for happiness forest tears let me

Tear street 'n them used the sidewalk a

Ridiculous B-plastico cheesus sine enhan

Pass through weed field stand Testament

To the amazingly nothing like ribbon you

See there is no stop

Are real do you not see that God

Outright with syllables and Roman

Numerals artists commune, communion of

All these different people sharing a

Moment to the horsemen final live

Who's enjoying themselves? Yes, let's have a

Reality check: what if we were all cavemen and women thank the monkey stars and magnetic tape, let's steal up or better

Still share a perspective, shall we? not initiate meaningful excange

Between the many us, imagine a close and dear friend

Everywhere go figure our ethics and

Philosophies are man has struggled since

Hunting Gathering Irrigation with

Signification to overcome in the phisical world

Is understand I don't but I must and therein lies the key, right?

Section 4

I'm feeling bad

You keep on going, no one's waiting

That's the problem, we're all waiting for it

Keep on going, no one's waiting

That's the problem, we're all waiting for you and

That is the course I was going to do on

The last part I didn't get it's a lot

Like when I tried to write something

Pretty enough for this

Telling you what I feel on this radioshack mic

Only need my sister says: "Last night I couldn't answer a question for her"

I don't do that I just put my mind, spectacle myself

I think that's what we say what I made of is friends

And tapes and maybe bad habits

And where I used to go

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