Heather's Feathers
Matt McClure
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Some days the hate just writes itself After all you've been sitting on a throne Maybe you're bound for something else Something small and dark to match the stains upon your heart Just don't be a thumb when you can be the hand And dictate to your fingers their role in any plan What an awful series of thoughts to start this holy day When bad luck cuts us all a break and for once just goes away Oh the Hells that I have crossed Just to keep the Light away from fragile minds I've heard the bells will soon just stop And make some space for all the things you cannot say Just don't be a thumb when you can be the hand And dictate to your fingers their role in any plan What an awful series of guys to see this holy day When bad luck puts on a disguise and neatly ambles away
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