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Does it rain when Bidadari cry...?
Or do the clouds weep for those who can't?

The clouds weep for those who can't...
or won't?
Or fear to so gravely?
Those whose pride will not let them be seen...
committing such a treason.
Those whose constant weeping left...
their eyes dry of all emotion.
Tears can no longer fall and
pain is Lost on them.
Maybe those like me, whose...
Heart is in a constant storm
and so cold and dark that...
no crying atau weeping can escape.
A barren, cold, and dark place
so cold all tears...freeze inside
solidified....
and icy cold.

It rains when Bidadari cry...
When their beautiful faces
and caring...

*a beautiful bronze spotted she-cat lies in a basket in a small dapur with black and white checked floors and 3 small kits curled up asleep beside here. a silver spotted male walks in. he's well muscled and his eyes soften when he sees the she-cat and the kits. one kit is silver, like the mother, one is bronze, like the father, the other is a smokey color* 2 daughters and a son. *the silver she-cat purrs*
yes, they're lovely, Neb Medes. *the bronze male purrs back. the silver she-cat's name mean all alert*
i should hope so, Kem Senef, with such a handsome father. *Neb purrs. the bronze male's...

~Kem
i walk through the big epal, apple and sigh, seeing the huge contrast between here and the out skirts where we live. i walk into a big mall and look around. 2 reasons i'm here. #1, getting stuff. sejak that, i mean stealing it. i'm the best thief in the world because...well, best 2 tunjuk then tell. i walk over to a cool-looking shirt. it disappears....kinda. shadow manipulation means it's just another piece of darkness in my shadow. anywho, reason 2 is cos i was told my baru-baru ini target likes to hang out here. i look around, touching stuff and adding them to my shadow. no one noted it, because people...

-3 weeks later-
So, what do we do now that L's gone? *Matsuda asks*
*Mr. yagomi sighs* it's obvios that my son is Kira, and it keeps becoming lebih obvios, but we've got no idea where he is. *suddenly there's a small, unnoticed beep as the task force keeps talking about what will happen next.*
-at the Wammy house-
*a man is sitting at a meja when his phone buzzes. 2 other boys r sitting in the room. one of them, an orange haired boy, was sitting in a chair in the corner, a Chocolate bar in his hand. the other one, a white haired boy, was sitting on the floor much like 1 had, and was playing with...