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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0zMPJfz28Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K0zMPJfz28Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,&lt;br /&gt;And think of you&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in circles confusion-&lt;br /&gt;Is nothing new&lt;br /&gt;Flashback-warm nights-&lt;br /&gt;Almost left behind&lt;br /&gt;Suitcases of memories,&lt;br /&gt;Time after-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you picture me-&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking too far ahead&lt;br /&gt;You're calling to me, I can't hear&lt;br /&gt;What you've said-&lt;br /&gt;Then you say-go slow-&lt;br /&gt;I fall behind-&lt;br /&gt;The second hand unwinds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If you're lost you can look-and you will find me&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;If you fall I will catch you-I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my picture fades and darkness has&lt;br /&gt;Turned to gray&lt;br /&gt;Watching through windows-you're wondering&lt;br /&gt;If I'm OK&lt;br /&gt;Secrets stolen from deep inside&lt;br /&gt;The drum beats out of time-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If you're lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said go slow-&lt;br /&gt;I fall behind&lt;br /&gt;The second hand unwinds-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If you're lost...&lt;br /&gt;...time after time&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything seems like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know your alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-4816401861921453567</id><published>2009-11-16T01:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T02:59:53.721Z</updated><title type='text'>Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://shpyrko.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/31persistenceofmemory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 580px; height: 418px;" src="http://shpyrko.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/31persistenceofmemory.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some roads can lead you to a clif, some times i only think of just throughing my self over.&lt;br /&gt;Some time i just ask my self why did it all happend...why did things get so out of hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe is because who i am...the way i look...the way i make you feel...ore dont...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont know..the time passed and i continued the same...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just simply dont recognise you, you change sometimes the way you are in a blink of an eye...in a moment i know and on another your completely difrente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I whant to understend you...you whant me to understand you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think you know how i feel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-4816401861921453567?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/4816401861921453567/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=4816401861921453567' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JgiGrXpOhYg&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JgiGrXpOhYg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So close, no matter how far&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be much more from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Forever trusting who we are&lt;br /&gt;and nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never opened myself this way&lt;br /&gt;Life is ours, we live it our way&lt;br /&gt;All these words I don't just say&lt;br /&gt;and nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust I seek and I find in you&lt;br /&gt;Every day for us something new&lt;br /&gt;Open mind for a different view&lt;br /&gt;and nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never cared for what they do&lt;br /&gt;never cared for what they know&lt;br /&gt;but I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close, no matter how far&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be much more from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Forever trusting who we are&lt;br /&gt;and nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never cared for what they do&lt;br /&gt;never cared for what they know&lt;br /&gt;but I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never opened myself this way&lt;br /&gt;Life is ours, we live it our way&lt;br /&gt;All these words I don't just say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust I seek and I find in you&lt;br /&gt;Every day for us, something new&lt;br /&gt;Open mind for a different view&lt;br /&gt;and nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never cared for what they say&lt;br /&gt;never cared for games they play&lt;br /&gt;never cared for what they do&lt;br /&gt;never cared for what they know&lt;br /&gt;and I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close, no matter how far&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be much more from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Forever trusting who we are&lt;br /&gt;No, nothing else matters &lt;p&gt;There a moments you just dont want to lose :(...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Good night&lt;br /&gt;Your friendly neighbor&lt;br /&gt;Spider-Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-416685917109032610?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/416685917109032610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=416685917109032610' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/416685917109032610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://lisboa.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/bairro%20alto%2016%20agosto%202003-%20rua%20artistico%202x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lisboa.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/bairro%20alto%2016%20agosto%202003-%20rua%20artistico%202x.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Não me resta nada, sinto não ter forças para lutar&lt;br /&gt;É como morrer de sede no meio do mar e afogar&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me isolado com tanta gente à minha volta&lt;br /&gt;Vocês não ouvem o grito da minha revolta&lt;br /&gt;Choro a rir, isto é mais forte do que pensei&lt;br /&gt;Por dentro sou um mendigo que aparenta ser um rei&lt;br /&gt;Não sei do que fujo, a esperança pouca me resta&lt;br /&gt;É triste ser tão novo e já achar que a vida não&lt;br /&gt;presta&lt;br /&gt;As pernas tremem, o tempo passa, sinto cansaço&lt;br /&gt;O vento sopra, ao espelho vejo o fracasso&lt;br /&gt;O dia amanhece, algo me diz para ter cuidado&lt;br /&gt;Vagueio sem destino nem sei se estou acordado&lt;br /&gt;O sorriso escasseia, hoje a tristeza é rainha&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se a alma existe mas sei que alguém feriu a&lt;br /&gt;minha&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes penso se algum dia serei feliz&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto oiço uma voz dentro de mim que me diz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorei&lt;br /&gt;Mas não sei se alguém me ouviu&lt;br /&gt;E não sei se quem me viu&lt;br /&gt;Sabe a dor que em mim carrego e a angústia que se&lt;br /&gt;esconde&lt;br /&gt;Vou ser forte e vou-me erguer&lt;br /&gt;E ter coragem de querer&lt;br /&gt;Não ceder, nem desistir eu prometo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busquei&lt;br /&gt;Nas palavras o conforto&lt;br /&gt;Dancei no silêncio morto&lt;br /&gt;E o escuro revelou que em mim a Luz se esconde&lt;br /&gt;Vou ser forte e vou-me erguer&lt;br /&gt;E ter coragem de querer&lt;br /&gt;Não ceder, nem desistir eu prometo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há dia que não pergunte a Deus porque nasci&lt;br /&gt;Eu não pedi, alguém me diga o que faço aqui&lt;br /&gt;Se dependesse de mim teria ficado onde estava&lt;br /&gt;Onde não pensava, não existia e não chorava&lt;br /&gt;Prisioneiro de mim próprio, o meu pior inimigo&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes penso que passo tempo demais comigo&lt;br /&gt;Olho para os lados, não vejo ninguém para me ajudar&lt;br /&gt;Um ombro para me apoiar, um sorriso para me animar&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou eu? Para onde vou? De onde vim?&lt;br /&gt;Alguém me diga porque me sinto assim&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que a culpa é minha mas não sei bem porquê&lt;br /&gt;Sinto lágrimas nos meus olhos mas ninguém as vê&lt;br /&gt;Estou farto de mim, farto daquilo que sou, farto&lt;br /&gt;daquilo que penso&lt;br /&gt;Mostrem-me a saída deste abismo imenso&lt;br /&gt;Pergunto-me se algum dia serei feliz&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto oiço uma voz dentro de mim que me diz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorei&lt;br /&gt;Mas não sei se alguém me ouviu&lt;br /&gt;E não sei se quem me viu&lt;br /&gt;Sabe a dor que em mim carrego e a angústia que se&lt;br /&gt;esconde&lt;br /&gt;Vou ser forte e vou-me erguer&lt;br /&gt;E ter coragem de querer&lt;br /&gt;Não ceder, nem desistir eu prometo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busquei&lt;br /&gt;Nas palavras o conforto&lt;br /&gt;Dancei no silêncio morto&lt;br /&gt;E o escuro revelou que em mim a Luz se esconde&lt;br /&gt;Vou ser forte e vou-me erguer&lt;br /&gt;E ter coragem de querer&lt;br /&gt;Não ceder, nem desistir eu prometo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tento não me ir abaixo mas não sou de ferro&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso que tudo vai passar&lt;br /&gt;Parece que mais me enterro&lt;br /&gt;Sinto uma nuvem cinzenta que me acompanha onde estiver&lt;br /&gt;E penso para mim mesmo será que Deus me quer&lt;br /&gt;Será a vida apenas uma corrida prá morte&lt;br /&gt;Cada um com a sua sina, cada um com a sua sorte&lt;br /&gt;Não peço muito, não peço mais do que tenho direito&lt;br /&gt;Olho para trás e analiso tudo o que tenho feito&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo quando errei foi a tentar fazer o bem&lt;br /&gt;Não sei o que é o ódio, não desejo mal a ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Ha-de surgir um raio de luz no meio da porcaria&lt;br /&gt;Porque até um relógio parado está certo duas vezes por dia&lt;br /&gt;Vou-me aguentando&lt;br /&gt;A esperança é a última a morrer&lt;br /&gt;Neste jogo incerto o resultado não posso prever&lt;br /&gt;E quando penso em desistir por me sentir infeliz&lt;br /&gt;Oiço uma voz dentro de mim 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-343745337243443495</id><published>2009-01-03T03:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:21:34.824Z</updated><title type='text'>Luis Fonsi and Christina Valemi - The Power Of A Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>Slowly my days are passing by&lt;br /&gt;So far away from everything I loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I'll hold them to my pride(my pride)&lt;br /&gt;And the memory of you inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place on which far beyond the stars&lt;br /&gt;Where all my kingdom is lying in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Where all my dreams and my wishes will come true&lt;br /&gt;And thats where I have to keep to stay forever with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the power of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And the courage of an endless love&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for everything I've lost&lt;br /&gt;And no matter when we'll come I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the power of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop until I leave behind&lt;br /&gt;Every moment spent away from you&lt;br /&gt;In the distance of the last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the daylight comes to night&lt;br /&gt;And I look at the moon that shines for you and me&lt;br /&gt;Seems alike she tells me with her smile(her smile)&lt;br /&gt;With together we are ment to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place on which far beyond the stars&lt;br /&gt;Where all my kingdom is lying in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Where all my dreams and my wishes will come true&lt;br /&gt;And thats where I have to keep to stay forever with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the power of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And the courage of an endless love&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for everything I've lost&lt;br /&gt;And no matter when we'll come I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the power of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop until I leave behind&lt;br /&gt;Every moment spent away from you&lt;br /&gt;in the distance of a last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many shattered dreams along the way&lt;br /&gt;This is a price we have to pay for cruel ambition&lt;br /&gt;But I believed that we will make it through&lt;br /&gt;Because our love can never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the power of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And the courage of an endless love&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for everything I've lost&lt;br /&gt;And no matter when we'll come I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the power of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop until I leave behind&lt;br /&gt;Every moment spent away from you&lt;br /&gt;In the distance of a last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the power of a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And the courage of an endless love&lt;br /&gt;I will fight for everything I've lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" 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width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1vvU2veNkb/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1vvU2veNkb/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ilurrvmusic/music/SfSq9zCx/david_archuleta_crushmp3/"&gt;David Archuleta - Crush.mp3 - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hung up the phone tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something happened for the first time deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was a rush, what a rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause the possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That you would ever feel the same way about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just too much, just too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I've just got to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has it ever crossed your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When we're hanging, spending time girl, are we just friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there more, is there more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;See it's a chance we've gotta take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause I believe that we can make this into something that will last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last forever, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I've just got to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-9172146798656857197?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/9172146798656857197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=9172146798656857197' title='0 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coisas&lt;br /&gt;Que amanhã fosse melhor do que ontem&lt;br /&gt;Que não fosse pior do que hoje&lt;br /&gt;Na altura das minhas orações eu estava cheia de sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Com tantas dúvidas, mas com tanto ódio&lt;br /&gt;Tudo mudou quando eu soube que estava condenada&lt;br /&gt;Sou das raras pessoas que conhecem o dia no qual vai morrer&lt;br /&gt;Agora, eu sou como uma prisioneira no corredor da morte,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;REFRÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ter uma última oportunidade&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus veja melhor o seu julgamento&lt;br /&gt;Mas não tenho muita escolha&lt;br /&gt;Sou Obrigada a viver com isso&lt;br /&gt;Mas porquê? Eu não mereço isto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SOPRANO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém no mundo escolhe a sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Eu admito que a noite as minhas lágrimas afogam a minha cara&lt;br /&gt;Volto a pensar na tua doença&lt;br /&gt;Mas através da nossa aliança&lt;br /&gt;Eu prometi a minha presença&lt;br /&gt;E isso para o melhor e pior&lt;br /&gt;A minha felicidade é um império&lt;br /&gt;Onde és a rainha&lt;br /&gt;Onde o teu sorriso impôs a sua regra&lt;br /&gt;Mas desde que a minha coroa de ouro vira cinza&lt;br /&gt;Eu perdi o meu trono quando me disseste para reconstruir a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes que eles dizem sempre que os melhores vão embora em primeiro&lt;br /&gt;Eu detesto essa frase&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu olho para ti eu vejo que isso é mesmo verdade&lt;br /&gt;Ainda há tanta coisa que nós não fizemos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Apenas tivemos tempo de criar os nossos projectos e já estão em cinzas&lt;br /&gt;Esses sonhos de te ver grávida já estão a morrer&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou pai contigo ou não sou nada&lt;br /&gt;Tu me conheces e sabes que eu sou teimoso&lt;br /&gt;Então pára de me pedir desculpas&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto tivermos uns segundos para viver esses serão vividos ao máximo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas bebé eu não quero ver-te a  sofrer ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SOPRANO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não Não&lt;br /&gt;Não te preocupas comigo&lt;br /&gt;Eu só estou bem contigo&lt;br /&gt;Em todos os casos eu tratarei de ti&lt;br /&gt;Até ao dia que o Anjo Gabriel  nas suas asas te cobrirá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu tenho medo de ficar longe de ti …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DUO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas  um dia isso tera que acontecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/uPBj2yBFUL"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/uPBj2yBFUL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/shashaa/music/dun0UZUj/soprano_et_lea_dernire_chance/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-2498668952922450609?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/2498668952922450609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=2498668952922450609' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/2498668952922450609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/2498668952922450609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2008/11/soprano-et-lea-dernire-chance.html' title='Soprano et Lea - Dernière chance'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-6761398373052233205</id><published>2008-10-09T22:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:42:13.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SO558rH-cFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kifhIpJt_wU/s1600-h/DSCN0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SO558rH-cFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kifhIpJt_wU/s200/DSCN0829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255271898463236178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Há momentos em que a vida se assemelha a um baloiço. Por vezes, tens os pés bem assentes na terra, não andas nem para a frente, nem para trás, fazes movimentos giratórios, aproveitas a doce sensação de calma e de tranquilidade sem saíres do mesmo sítio. Há situações, em que, timidamente, começas a ganhar balanço e ora avanças, ora recuas, quando vais para a frente não fazes conquistas extraordinárias, mas quando retrocedes também não perdes muito. No entanto, há dias em que resolves dar balanço e ver até onde consegues ir, decides perceber como será a sensação do vento a beijar-te o cabelo, decides que queres conhecer a sensação de um pássaro que voa em liberdade, queres ter os raios de sol aquecer-te o rosto, queres voltar a sentir a alegria espontânea de uma criança pequena, e aí, o céu é o limite. Mesmo nos momentos em que o baloiço vai atrás, sabes que é apenas para continuar a ganhar balanço, para cada vez, poderes voar mais alto. E este é um prazer que só consegues saborear sozinha. Porque quando tens alguém atrás de ti a empurrar o baloiço, podes ter exactamente as mesmas sensações de bem estar, sentir que estás a partilhar uma brincadeira, no entanto, no teu íntimo, sabes que perdes a independência de brincar como muito bem te apetece, estás sempre receosa que essa pessoa deixe de te empurrar, ou então, que te abandone no parque sozinha, ou pior, que te empurre com uma violência tão grande que te faça cair no chão sem dó nem piedade. Na vida, como no baloiço, há que impor o ritmo que é o ideal para nós, há momentos para voar radicalmente, até que a corrente não estique mais, há momentos para baloiçar preguiçosamente e saborear, há momentos para parar e pensar como se quer conduzir a nossa vida. Simplesmente isso: Parar e pensar!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-6761398373052233205?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/6761398373052233205/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=6761398373052233205' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/6761398373052233205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/6761398373052233205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2008/10/reflexo.html' title='Reflexão'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SO558rH-cFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kifhIpJt_wU/s72-c/DSCN0829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-116629814579390231</id><published>2006-12-16T15:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-16T19:45:52.833Z</updated><title type='text'>Tu e so Tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/68/2960/1600/151146/a14_flor1600x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/68/2960/320/993038/a14_flor1600x1200.jpg" width="475" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teus olhos mais brilhantes que qualquer estrela...&lt;br /&gt;Teu olhar meigo perante o mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Teu surriso inigualavelmente mais belo...&lt;br /&gt;Teus labios doces que nem o mel se iguala a tal doçura...&lt;br /&gt;Teu corpo mais belissimo em todo o mundo e perfeito...&lt;br /&gt;Tua persunalidade incrivelmente simples e no entanto complexa....&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isto par dizer uma simples coiza ...&lt;br /&gt;A perfeiçao eziste não apenas na antureza mas sim tambem numa pessoa...TU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-116629814579390231?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/116629814579390231/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=116629814579390231' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/116629814579390231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/116629814579390231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2006/12/tu-e-so-tu.html' title='Tu e so Tu'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-116405298317530465</id><published>2006-11-20T19:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:06:42.473Z</updated><title type='text'>Amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/2960/1600/lagrima-bebe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/2960/320/lagrima-bebe.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os amigos nunca se esquecem estao sempre nos nossos coraçoes mantendo-nos sempre em contacto atraves da nossa relaçao de amizade e por vezes algo mais...começamos a senir soudades de kem nos "aturou" durante muito tempo com quem passamos bons e maus momentos juntos onde nos ajudamos mutuamente em tudo o que nos era possivel e impossivel de fazer mantivemosnos sempre felizes apesar de tudo o que acontecia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agredecimentos especiais:&lt;br /&gt;Ana(Kikaz)&lt;br /&gt;Sara&lt;br /&gt;Sarita&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;br /&gt;Monica&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;M.J.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;e muitos outros que por n serem aqui escritos nnao quer dizer que os tenha esquecido pois ele estarao para sempre no meu coração....&lt;br /&gt;BrIgAdO E eSpErO QuE GoStEm ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-116405298317530465?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/116405298317530465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=116405298317530465' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/116405298317530465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/116405298317530465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2006/11/amigos.html' title='Amigos'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-115137907521306996</id><published>2006-06-27T04:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T04:31:15.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://omeualentejo.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/estrelas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://omeualentejo.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/estrelas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Procuras nos ceus a estrela mais linda do universo???? não a vais encontrar pois ela esta mesmo aqui na terra e tu não a ves com os olhos apenas o teu coraçao sabe quem ela e :D porque a verdadeira paixao nao se ve com os olhos mas sim com o coraçao que e ai em que esncontras todos eos sentimentos e onde a beleza exterior n tem importancia mas sim a interior que e a unica que nos dis verdadeiramente o que sentimos por essa pessoa :D.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-115137907521306996?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/115137907521306996/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=115137907521306996' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/115137907521306996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/115137907521306996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2006/06/procuras-nos-ceus-estrela-mais-linda.html' title=''/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-115033789413737703</id><published>2006-06-15T03:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T03:18:14.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Como viver 200 anos</title><content type='html'>Viajando mais;&lt;br /&gt;Abraçar mais o amigos;&lt;br /&gt;Dançar mais;&lt;br /&gt;Dizer menos naos na vida;&lt;br /&gt;Arranja menos problçemas onde eles nao exitam;&lt;br /&gt;Come mais doces;&lt;br /&gt;Ri mais de ti mesmo;&lt;br /&gt;Planta uma arvore;&lt;br /&gt;Tira mais fotos;&lt;br /&gt;Visita o fundo do mar;&lt;br /&gt;E tambem o topo de uma montanha;&lt;br /&gt;Da mais beijos;&lt;br /&gt;Conta mais anedotas;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonate mais vezes&lt;br /&gt;nem que seja sempre pela mesma pessoa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-115033789413737703?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/115033789413737703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=115033789413737703' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/115033789413737703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/115033789413737703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2006/06/como-viver-200-anos.html' title='Como viver 200 anos'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-115033726650517800</id><published>2006-06-15T03:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T03:07:46.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O destino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/2960/1600/maos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/2960/320/maos.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/2960/1600/maos.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O destino une e separa as pessoas, mas ele e tao forte que nunca somos capazes de esquecer as pessoas que nos fizeram pelo menos uma ves na vida felizes.... estarao para sempre guardadas no nosso coraçao.... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-115033726650517800?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/115033726650517800/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=115033726650517800' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/115033726650517800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/115033726650517800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-destino.html' title='O destino'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-115033680283063760</id><published>2006-06-15T02:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T03:00:02.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Com o Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/2960/1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/68/2960/320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estou longe de ti mas apenas com o meu coraçao eu consigo sentir uma caricia tua consigo sentir a sensaçao do teu lindo olhar penetrador teu um simples suspiro consigo sentir consigo sentir a tua pele de seda consigo ver esse teu lindo surriso de anjo....consigo sentir isto sempre que penço em ti pois os verdadeiros sentimentos n veem da cabeça mas sim do coraçao :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-115033680283063760?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/115033680283063760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=115033680283063760' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/115033680283063760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/115033680283063760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2006/06/com-o-corao.html' title='Com o Coração'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-115015978170389233</id><published>2006-06-13T01:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:50:34.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos</title><content type='html'>Sonhamos com anjos o pe de nos.....eles estao o pe de nos sao os nossos amigos, namorado/a quem gosta de nos e de quem gostamostoda a nossa familia sao eles quem nos protegem do mal e nos encaminham para os citios certos&lt;br /&gt;Sonhamos encontrar o amor da nossa vida nao sabendo nos que ele esta mesmo ao nosso lado e o nosso melhor amigo/a que nos apoia sempre que precizamos e nos levanta a moral sempre que estamos em baixo e esse o amigo que nos ama silenciozamente sem darmos por isso........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-115015978170389233?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/115015978170389233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=115015978170389233' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/115015978170389233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/115015978170389233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2006/06/sonhos.html' title='Sonhos'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-114781349278230164</id><published>2006-05-16T22:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:39:11.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Conquistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Conquistamos paises naçoes inteiras com armas deixando o caos tutal para tras com centenas de pessoas desalujadas cm a sua familia morta ou internada num hospital...mas porque????dizem k a arma mais poderosa do mundo e o amor....consegue derrubar paises, naçoes inteiras sem deixar um pingo de sangue no chao...sera k eu tenho essa arma?????!!!!se tiver gostaria de a uzar contra ti pr conquistar o teu coraçao... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-114781349278230164?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/114781349278230164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=114781349278230164' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/114781349278230164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/114781349278230164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2006/05/conquistas.html' title='Conquistas'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-114757931515865572</id><published>2006-05-14T04:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:39:38.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Atravesso os caminhos sempre na expectativa de te encontrar no outro lado....quando xego a outra parte e nao te vejo la entristeçomepor nao te encontrar. Mas nao dezisto de te procurar apezar de tares no meu coraçao na minha mente e de nao parar de pençar a todo o instante nao paro de te procurar porque enquanto nao estiver contigo procurarei em todas as estradas caminhos casa logares....e so pararei no dia em que te encontrar.Permanecerei o pe de ti e de la nunca sarei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-114757931515865572?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/114757931515865572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=114757931515865572' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/114757931515865572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/114757931515865572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2006/05/caminhos.html' title='Caminhos'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28008867.post-114748710787987250</id><published>2006-05-13T03:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:40:59.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sabemos que para encontramos a felicidade temos que estar com a pessoas que nos poe a saltitar o coraçao, apenas com um simples gesto nos deslumbra, com um simples olhar dessa pessoa sabemos que queremos ficar para sempre cm ela. Nao a queremos esquecer e nunca perder. Quando tamos longe dela apenas desejamos para tar perto dela abrasala como se ela tivesse ido pr uma viagem longa durante anos e so a voltassemos a ver nequele momento....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28008867-114748710787987250?l=apenas-meu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/feeds/114748710787987250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28008867&amp;postID=114748710787987250' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/114748710787987250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28008867/posts/default/114748710787987250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apenas-meu.blogspot.com/2006/05/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>Knuckles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08144659546530671717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwJv15VP48/SMbnE8pB0xI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/IvNjRXHTqHc/S220/DSCN0829.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
