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| [fancyimage]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…arm-blue&layer7=undefined[/fancyimage] | [fancypost bgcolor=#FFFFFF; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 200px; height: 270px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 270px; opacity:0.80;][font=georgia][color=black][size=8]IC: Isn't life strange A turn of the page Can read like before Can we ask for more? Each day passes by How hard man will try? The sea will not wait You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry - Wished I could be in your heart To be one with your love Wished I could be in your eyes Looking back there you were, and here we are. Isn't love strange A word we arrange With no thought or care Maker of despair Each breath that we breathe With love we must weave To make us as one You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry - Wished I could be in your heart To be one with your love Wished I could be in your eyes Looking back there you were, and here we are. Isn't life strange A turn of the page A book without light Unless with love we write; To throw it away To lose just a day The quicksand of time You know it makes me want to cry, cry, cry - Wished I could be in your heart To be one with your love Wished I could be in your eyes Looking back there you were The deaf white she-cat hummed the catchy song, feeling worse by the second. Stupid catmint. Stupid CryptClan. Stupid world. Stupid life. Okay, that wasn't what the song was really about, anger and moodiness, but Arty liked the song, even though she couldn't sing it and couldn't here anyone else sing it either. Even though she wasn't really a Blues person. The song touched her a bit, which was odd for Articfrost, because not much touched her these days. The fact that one of the children she actually remembered was trapped in RiverClan with a bunch of cannibals also touched her, but in a completely different way. And SkyClan wasn't going to do anything about it -- or couldn't, she didn't know. Didn't care, either. All she cared about this minute was that she was pregnant again and her son was a prisoner in RiverClan. Well, okay, he wasn't really a prisoner, but whatever. OOC: That's the lyrics for Isn't Life Strange by Moody Blues, if anyone's interested. [/fancypost] |
