<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:05:48.557-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly no País das MarAvilhAs</title><subtitle type='html'>★NO meu mundo maravilho penso que sou:


★Transparente
★Sincera .
★Teimosa
★Tímida?
★Espontanea .
★Gentil ou grossa. Vc escolhe.
★Boba ( Silly?)
★Alucinada .
★Esquecida .
★Realista e sonhadora .
★Virginiana
★Pratica .
★Impulsiva .
★Pessimista .
★1/2 anti-social e odeio barulho .. shiii!!
★Ansiosa .
★Organizada 
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Nem os desejos...especialmente qdo estamos longe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meu mundo a vontade e a magia andam juntos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia que a minha vontade acabar...acabou a magia.&lt;br /&gt;A magia em que o coracao fica palpitando esperando um ligacao, ou que so de vc ouvir a voz da pessoa suas pernas ficam moles e que vc fica ansiosa o dia inteiro pra ouvir um EU TE AMO apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A magia é a força que move o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem magia...sem amor...sem vontade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o astral entao guie sempre para o caminho da magia, e que mesmo que um dia a gente acorde sem "vontade" que tenhamos forças pra lembrar de quem realmente importa pra gente e essa magia comece a brilhar por todos os lados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4826996768764086945?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' 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verdade eu tive uma noite sensacional, me acabei na unidos da tijuca e depois fui pro show da Preta na The week que foi muito bom mesmo...me acabei mais ainda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre falta alguma coisa, e ontem faltou um telefone e hj de manha tb.&lt;br /&gt;Nao sei pq isso magoa tanto, eu ja deveria estar acostumada, nao sei mais o que fazer com o sentimento que doi tanto e me magoa profundamente.&lt;br /&gt;Nao sei em qual parte eu perdi a fé, e sempre acho na verdade a má fé.&lt;br /&gt;Eu nao sei nem mais se sou eu, que sou muito exigente ou so estou muito carente, mas que isso magoa, é uma realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria abrir um buraco e me enterrar, queria nao me importar, mas eu nao sei fazer isso.Queria na verdade que a dor sumisse.....e simplesmente nao sentir essa amargura toda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****Super mega piegas...I know***&lt;br /&gt;Mas falar de sentimento as vezes é ugly.&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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-5059935998927177240</id><published>2010-01-21T11:39:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:45:25.646-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sério...Terceira noite que eu vou dormir depois das 3 da manha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu tomei tylenol night...2!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao sei o que acontece comigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao nos falamos a noite, porque queria descansar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei do boteco as 22:30, entrei no orkut, li um pouco, e vi o filme 10000 AC de novo, inteiro, do inicio ao fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao sei o que passa......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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qualquer outro, tirando que é feriado e eu nao trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei a trabalhar dia 4 de janeiro, depois que a escolinha ficou 2 semanas de férias...até hj os alunos nao voltaram todos, apenas alguns e isso meio que me desanima em dar aula...eu gosto da turma cheia, eu gosto de dar aulas e ensinar..Frustante e talvez isso esteja atrapalhando as poucas aulas que estou dando.&lt;br /&gt;Nao so por isso, mas por outras coisas tambem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessima semana, nao sei porque estou doente de novo...nao durmo a duas noites e ainda to com a gargante inflamanda e doendo horrores e a minha mao nao sara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse final de semana vai ser big, muitas coisas serao postas em prova. Meu comprometimento com a selecao e o comprometimento das outras pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou sempre dar o meu melhor...como eu costumo fazer em qq coisa na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que de certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas alem de td, ando agoniada, ando tensa, ando pra baixo e colocando as pessoas ao meu redor pra baixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria que o mundo parasse de girar por um momento e eu conseguisse fazer td certo sem erros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria demonstrar das maneiras corretas e nao cometer tantos erros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os arrependimentos estao sempre presentes...mas acho que pra melhorar só refazendo do modo certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu escolhi a minha vida, e estou esperando para vive-la.&lt;br /&gt;Eu to esperando a um tempo, e eu acho que finalmente chegou a hora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade ta chegando a hora em que eu terei que fazer uma escolha para poder caminhar enfim pra a felicidade plena.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Viver como se fosse o ultimo dia ou melhor ainda, viver por completo e nao so pela metade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minhas frustracoes estao cada dias tomando mais espaco em mim e a culpa é totalmente minha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vontades e sonhos mudaram, mas acredito que só pra mim...a menina de 17 nao existe mais, deu lugar a uma mulher de 24 que na verdade esta muito mais perdida do que a 7 anos atrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem poder realizar o sonho que deseja e tendo que ir atrás das segundas opcoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria que fosse diferente e que eu pudesse mudar o rumo das coisas, mas será que elas seriam como eu quisesse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre disse que o astral escreve certo por linhas tortas, dessa vez ele fez uma roda gigante com todas as possiveis linhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu sonho antes: Ser atleta, professora&lt;br /&gt;Meu sonho hoje: Ter a pessoa que eu amo junto de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O astral nao ajuda, mas eu acho que eu tb nao to ajudando muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite todas as paixoes que passarem por sua vida, nao deixe nada passar pra nao ter arrependimentos, e na verdade a minha paixao por quase td acabou.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que encontrar outras e parar de achar que todo mundo e igual e sente as mesmas coisas.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eu quero, sou eu, vem de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Nao quer dizer que tem que ser assim, pq eu nao mando em td.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daqui pra frente vou tentar pensar 4 , 5 vezes antes de apenas seguir meus instintos erroneos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que eu tenho um plano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um outro plano seria voltar a escrever periodicamente. Acho que esse é até mais fácil, e talvez dê realmente certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-6322271484800023786?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6322271484800023786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=6322271484800023786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6322271484800023786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6322271484800023786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2010/01/um-dia-como-qualquer-outro-tirando-que.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/S1cv8UYYp8I/AAAAAAAAGX4/L6UOM9_oLMA/s72-c/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4505105394010590387</id><published>2010-01-17T14:15:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T14:16:56.346-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novas expectativas,&lt;br /&gt;Novo Rumo,&lt;br /&gt;Um ano de descobertas e tristezas,&lt;br /&gt;Felicidades e Inovação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que 2010 seja como os outros anos não foram, e que seja sempre pra melhor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4505105394010590387?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4505105394010590387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4505105394010590387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4505105394010590387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4505105394010590387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-novas-expectativas-novo-rumo-um.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2194016198693208059</id><published>2009-08-31T12:45:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T14:14:59.094-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See ya&lt;br /&gt;888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2194016198693208059?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2194016198693208059/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=2194016198693208059&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2194016198693208059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2194016198693208059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2009/08/ejaculacao-feminina-o-sucessor-de-harry.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2031266819637869825</id><published>2009-08-26T13:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:51:38.972-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nopiqueweb.blogspot.com/2009/08/almofadas-personalizadas.html"&gt;Almofadas Geek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.perolasparaporcos.com/2009/08/o-que-aconteceria-se-star-wars-fosse.html"&gt;Star Wars brasileiro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2031266819637869825?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2031266819637869825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=2031266819637869825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2031266819637869825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2031266819637869825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2009/08/almofadas-geek-star-wars-brasileiro.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2500765437258331035</id><published>2009-08-25T14:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:08:58.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'>BOAS NOVAS.....</title><content type='html'>Começarei entao....Ou melhor...recomeçarei a postar...&lt;br /&gt;Mais interessante! Coisas interessantes..&lt;br /&gt;Qto tempo vai durar?&lt;br /&gt; Nao tenho ideia...surgindo vontade e comentarios positivos, estarei sempre aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje pra começar algumas historias bizarras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://e-paulopes.blogspot.com/2009/08/lidiana-pagou-r-500-para-ser.html"&gt; Pagou pra darem um fim...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://e-paulopes.blogspot.com/2008/09/casal-romntico-faz-pacto-de-morte-mas-s.html"&gt;Julieta do Seculo V, Romeu do Seculo XXI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xrl8me.blogspot.com/2009/08/camisas-geek-e-seus-significados.html"&gt;Porque no fundo somos todos um pouco Geek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sacipirata.com/2009/08/o-melhor-do-brasil-e-o-brasileiro_19.html"&gt;3 Rins?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sacipirata.com/2009/08/o-melhor-do-brasil-e-o-brasileiro_19.html"&gt;Star Wars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2500765437258331035?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2500765437258331035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=2500765437258331035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2500765437258331035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2500765437258331035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2009/08/boas-novas.html' title='BOAS NOVAS.....'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3079984195228283393</id><published>2008-12-11T16:13:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:13:16.680-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quero apenas cinco coisas..&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro é o amor sem fim&lt;br /&gt;A segunda é ver o outono&lt;br /&gt;A terceira é o grave inverno&lt;br /&gt;Em quarto lugar o verão&lt;br /&gt;A quinta coisa são teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Não quero dormir sem teus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero ser... sem que me olhes.&lt;br /&gt;Abro mão da primavera para que continues me olhando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3079984195228283393?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3079984195228283393/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3079984195228283393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3079984195228283393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3079984195228283393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/12/quero-apenas-cinco-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-6905381072069323819</id><published>2008-10-29T22:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:40:32.215-02:00</updated><title type='text'>SEM PALAVRAS</title><content type='html'>Queria estar contigo agora e sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Queria porem amar vc sem pensar no amanha, porque no amanha posso nao te ter mais.&lt;br /&gt;Queria sonhar com vc e com nosso amor e ao acordar eu pudesse ver vc comigo do meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser a unica em tua vida, a unica pessoa, a unica mulher, a unica amante mas a tua pessoa... me justificaria em tdo sem me cansar....&lt;br /&gt;Queria saber que vc pensa em mim, ate mesmo quando nao quer.&lt;br /&gt;Queria deitar do teu lado e aconchegar em teus bracos.&lt;br /&gt;Queria parar no tempo, naquele tempo em que estou com vc....&lt;br /&gt;Queria te fazer feliz num dia q nao esta animada....&lt;br /&gt;Mas mais que tudo eu queria, que a distancia nao me impedisse de te ver, de saber se estas bem sem eu estar ai com vc, de poder voltar e me aceitar...&lt;br /&gt;TE AMO&lt;br /&gt;nao esquece&lt;br /&gt;sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-6905381072069323819?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6905381072069323819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=6905381072069323819&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6905381072069323819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6905381072069323819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/10/sem-palavras.html' title='SEM PALAVRAS'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3080697125475605223</id><published>2008-10-16T00:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:20:02.671-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prometo&lt;br /&gt;Prometo buscar o amor dentro do seu coração,&lt;br /&gt;Prometo cultivá-lo,&lt;br /&gt;Prometo lhe dar colo quando precisar.&lt;br /&gt;Prometo te amar,&lt;br /&gt;Fazer dos problemas&lt;br /&gt;Momento insignificantes.&lt;br /&gt;Prometo te dar apoio,&lt;br /&gt;Compreensão.&lt;br /&gt;Te prometo acima de tudo&lt;br /&gt;A minha amizade.&lt;br /&gt;Prometo estar sempre do seu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Prometo encontrar seus sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;E enxugar suas lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Prometo que vou buscar todas&lt;br /&gt;As formas para lhe fazer feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Prometo que as estrelas serão suas&lt;br /&gt;E a lua será nossa...&lt;br /&gt;São milhões de promessas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que jamais terão fim&lt;br /&gt;"PROMETO..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3080697125475605223?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3080697125475605223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3080697125475605223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3080697125475605223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3080697125475605223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/10/prometo-prometo-buscar-o-amor-dentro-do.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-8192537316517399201</id><published>2008-10-01T12:37:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:39:43.353-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alegria</title><content type='html'>Alegria &lt;br /&gt;É olhar pro teu sorriso e ter você sempre ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Alegria &lt;br /&gt;É estar junto a você , passando o tempo sem saber o porque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegria &lt;br /&gt;É olhar pra sua boca e poder ver sua pele macia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegria &lt;br /&gt;É poder olhar seus olhos e dizer :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-8192537316517399201?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8192537316517399201/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=8192537316517399201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8192537316517399201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8192537316517399201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/10/alegria.html' title='Alegria'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-6165151519700642859</id><published>2008-09-26T15:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T15:32:33.629-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ndo por aí querendo te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Em cada esquina paro em cada olhar&lt;br /&gt;Deixo a tristeza e trago a esperança em seu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Que o nosso amor pra sempre viva, minha dádiva &lt;br /&gt;Quero poder jurar que essa paixão jamais será&lt;br /&gt;Palavras, apenas&lt;br /&gt;Palavras pequenas&lt;br /&gt;Palavras, momento&lt;br /&gt;Palavras palavras&lt;br /&gt;Palavras palavras&lt;br /&gt;Palavras ao vento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-6165151519700642859?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6165151519700642859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=6165151519700642859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6165151519700642859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6165151519700642859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/ndo-por-querendo-te-encontrar-em-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-5280728826087067039</id><published>2008-09-24T07:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T07:54:34.638-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SNocGK050qI/AAAAAAAACv8/eSUXUfKi3Oc/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_c7df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SNocGK050qI/AAAAAAAACv8/eSUXUfKi3Oc/s200/PhotoFunia_c7df.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249539207964775074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa folha qualquer eu desenho um sol amarelo&lt;br /&gt;E com cinco ou seis retas é fácil fazer um castelo.&lt;br /&gt;Corro o lápis em torno da mão e me dou uma luva,&lt;br /&gt;E se faço chover, com dois riscos tenho um guarda-chuva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou com ela, viajando, Havai, Pequim ou Istambul.&lt;br /&gt;Pinto um barco a vela branco, navegando, é tanto céu e mar num beijo azul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-5280728826087067039?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5280728826087067039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=5280728826087067039&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5280728826087067039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5280728826087067039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/numa-folha-qualquer-eu-desenho-um-sol.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SNocGK050qI/AAAAAAAACv8/eSUXUfKi3Oc/s72-c/PhotoFunia_c7df.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2794668997657396054</id><published>2008-09-22T17:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:16:20.025-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* Just Deny it * says (17:13):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem que nesse mundo cheio de caminhos e história, afetos e desafetos , eu encotrei voce...ainda bem...eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2794668997657396054?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2794668997657396054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=2794668997657396054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2794668997657396054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2794668997657396054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-deny-it-says-1713-ainda-bem-que.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-198130402111447399</id><published>2008-09-20T10:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:06:55.229-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Um dia seus pés vão me levar&lt;br /&gt;Onde as minhas mãos não podem chegar&lt;br /&gt;Leva-me onde você for&lt;br /&gt;Estarei muito só sem o seu Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora é a hora de dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que hoje eu te Amo&lt;br /&gt;Não vou negar&lt;br /&gt;Que outra pessoa não servirá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem que ser você&lt;br /&gt;Sem por que, sem pra que&lt;br /&gt;Tem que ser você&lt;br /&gt;Sem ser necessário entender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-198130402111447399?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/198130402111447399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=198130402111447399&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/198130402111447399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/198130402111447399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/um-dia-seus-ps-vo-me-levar-onde-as.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-5923807471525469940</id><published>2008-09-17T21:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:28:39.107-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-  Mas o que voce tem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  O que eu tenho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(* Eu tenho dúvidas como todos tem, eu finjo na hora rir, finjo que humor rima com amor, talvez pra forjar algo que nao seja rancor. Talvez pra deixar feliz aquela que me faz feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho saudades agarradas num abismo longo e que parece interminável a olhos nús. Eu tenho vontade e desejos de uma menina de 15 anos, seguros em uma "moça" de 22 e com perspectivas de uma mulher  de 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que eu tenho, ás vezes eu me pergunto, ás vezes eu te pergunto, nao querendo saber a resposta. Eu tenho amor demais, eu tenho a dor da falta, eu tenho o anseio da vinda, a felicidade do momento, a tristeza da partida. Eu tenho a paciencia de um monge, a raiva de uma crianca de 5 anos. Eu tenho a paixao do primeiro amor me rodeando, e eu achando que essa palavra nao ia fazer mais parte do meu vocabulário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho vontade de gritas pros 4 ventos que eu tenho uma amor, que me acolhe, me anseia, me faz viver, me faz feliz, me arrepia, me leva a certos mares que eu nao tinha velejado ainda. E olha que eu tenho medo de mar. Mas nao há nada eu que nao faria por ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que eu tenho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho saudades.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rs, eu nao tenho nada...é apenas sono, vou dormir e amanha eu to boa... devo estar cansada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-5923807471525469940?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5923807471525469940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=5923807471525469940&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5923807471525469940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5923807471525469940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/mas-o-que-voce-tem-o-que-eu-tenho-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7110708533267558991</id><published>2008-09-15T09:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:18:57.999-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SM5SUYMcNjI/AAAAAAAACeI/zCOcdhzFgHQ/s1600-h/DSCN1237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SM5SUYMcNjI/AAAAAAAACeI/zCOcdhzFgHQ/s200/DSCN1237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246221125978699314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....porque eu so vivo pensando em voce....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7110708533267558991?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7110708533267558991/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7110708533267558991&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7110708533267558991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7110708533267558991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SM5SUYMcNjI/AAAAAAAACeI/zCOcdhzFgHQ/s72-c/DSCN1237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4172445684721022925</id><published>2008-09-08T20:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:44:03.400-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MEU CORAÇÃO NÃO SE CANSA &lt;br /&gt;DE TER ESPERANÇA &lt;br /&gt;DE UM DIA SER TUDO O QUE QUER &lt;br /&gt;MEU CORAÇÃO DE CRIANÇA &lt;br /&gt;NÃO É SÓ A LEMBRANÇA &lt;br /&gt;DE UM VULTO FELIZ DE MULHER &lt;br /&gt;QUE PASSOU POR MEUS SONHOS &lt;br /&gt;SEM DIZER ADEUS &lt;br /&gt;E FEZ DOS OLHOS MEUS &lt;br /&gt;UM CHORAR MAIS SEM FIM &lt;br /&gt;MEU CORAÇÃO VAGABUNDO &lt;br /&gt;QUER GUARDAR O MUNDO &lt;br /&gt;EM MIM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4172445684721022925?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4172445684721022925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4172445684721022925&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4172445684721022925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4172445684721022925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/meu-corao-no-se-cansa-de-ter-esperana.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-6836067091079620104</id><published>2008-09-04T08:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:41:18.370-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SL_JOO8C5bI/AAAAAAAAByU/y6NJWSq-Qbc/s1600-h/DSCN0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SL_JOO8C5bI/AAAAAAAAByU/y6NJWSq-Qbc/s200/DSCN0972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242129737647842738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respire como se fosse sempre o último ar, ande como se fosse o último passo e o mais importante. Tome decisões como se fossem definitivas. Pense no futuro como se fosse real, fantasie pra sair um pouco da realidade que nem sempre é a que queremos,e sabemos que nem sempre o mundo é dos mais justos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu eu chorar que sejam rios , se eu sorrir que seja pra eu perder o folego. Se for pra eu cantar, que seja pro mundo inteiro ouvir que eu canto por voce, pra voce. Se eu caminhar que seja na sua direcao, se eu desviar que voce me ponha no caminho novamente.  Se eu me arrepender que de tempo de pedir desculpas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-6836067091079620104?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6836067091079620104/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=6836067091079620104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6836067091079620104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6836067091079620104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-is-no-combination-of-words-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SL_JOO8C5bI/AAAAAAAAByU/y6NJWSq-Qbc/s72-c/DSCN0972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3033522047299400231</id><published>2008-09-03T15:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:48:36.582-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Within Temptation - Wish You Were Here&lt;br /&gt;Within Temptatuin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;Me, oh, my countryman&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know, the snow is getting colder&lt;br /&gt;And i miss you like hell&lt;br /&gt;And i'm feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got feelings for you&lt;br /&gt;Do you still feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;From the first time i laid my eyes on you&lt;br /&gt;Felt joy of living&lt;br /&gt;I saw heaven in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;Me, oh, my countryman&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know, the snow is getting colder&lt;br /&gt;And i miss you like hell&lt;br /&gt;And i'm feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your laugh, i miss your smile&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Every second is like minute&lt;br /&gt;Every minute is like a day&lt;br /&gt;When you far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow is getting colder, baby&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;A battlefield of love and fear&lt;br /&gt;And i wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got feelings for you&lt;br /&gt;From the first time i laid my eyes on you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3033522047299400231?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3033522047299400231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3033522047299400231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3033522047299400231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3033522047299400231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/within-temptation-wish-you-were-here.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-8081719885430886342</id><published>2008-09-02T08:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:38:44.452-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SL0lszzd1yI/AAAAAAAAByE/aSntq0-SvMA/s1600-h/DSCN1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SL0lszzd1yI/AAAAAAAAByE/aSntq0-SvMA/s200/DSCN1008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241386993079670562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see you when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;Is a gift I didn´t think could be real.&lt;br /&gt;To know that you feel the same as I do&lt;br /&gt;is a three-fold, utopian dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do something to me that I can´t explain.&lt;br /&gt;so would I be out of line if I said,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your picture,&lt;br /&gt;I smell your skin on the empty pillow, next to mine.&lt;br /&gt;You have only been gone ten days,&lt;br /&gt;but already I´m wasting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I´ll see you again&lt;br /&gt;whether far or soon.&lt;br /&gt;But I need you to know that I care.&lt;br /&gt;and, I miss You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-8081719885430886342?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8081719885430886342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=8081719885430886342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8081719885430886342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8081719885430886342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-see-you-when-i-wake-up-is-gift-i.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SL0lszzd1yI/AAAAAAAAByE/aSntq0-SvMA/s72-c/DSCN1008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4688380912733509845</id><published>2008-08-31T19:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:11:33.665-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The smell of your skin lingers on me now&lt;br /&gt;You're probably on your flight back to your hometown&lt;br /&gt;I need some shelter of my own protection baby&lt;br /&gt;Be with myself in center, clarity&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;br /&gt;But I've gotta get a move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be a big girl now&lt;br /&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4688380912733509845?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4688380912733509845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4688380912733509845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4688380912733509845'/><link rel='self' 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dádiva&lt;br /&gt;Quero poder jurar que essa paixão jamais será&lt;br /&gt;Palavras, apenas&lt;br /&gt;Palavras pequenas&lt;br /&gt;Palavras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando por aí querendo te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Em cada esquina paro em cada olhar&lt;br /&gt;Deixo a tristeza e trago a esperança em seu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Que o nosso amor pra sempre viva, minha dádiva &lt;br /&gt;Quero poder jurar que essa paixão jamais será&lt;br /&gt;Palavras, apenas&lt;br /&gt;Palavras pequenas&lt;br /&gt;Palavras, momento&lt;br /&gt;Palavras palavras&lt;br /&gt;Palavras palavras&lt;br /&gt;Palavras ao vento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-8995465712449712633?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8995465712449712633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=8995465712449712633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8995465712449712633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8995465712449712633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/08/ando-por-querendo-te-encontrar-em-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-5994541616651119973</id><published>2008-08-17T21:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:19:03.297-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SKi_5dxvnBI/AAAAAAAABxM/Te6g55s40v4/s1600-h/DSCN0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SKi_5dxvnBI/AAAAAAAABxM/Te6g55s40v4/s320/DSCN0628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235645560784919570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao que temos que nos dedicar?&lt;br /&gt;Onde nos meter?&lt;br /&gt;Onde procurar?&lt;br /&gt;Para, respira, fecha os olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Viu?&lt;br /&gt;Exatamente aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-5994541616651119973?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5994541616651119973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=5994541616651119973&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5994541616651119973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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te levar a mundos paralelos. Literalmente. &lt;br /&gt;Eu disse a essa pessoa que me informou: E como vc sabe? Como vc tem essa certeza?&lt;br /&gt;Ele, seus cabelos brancos, que passavam segurança de uma senhor vivido. Com seus olhos cabisbaixos, que passavam sentimento de grande luta e muitas perdas na vida. Ele com suas mão calejadas, talvez de pegar na inchada, talvez fosse apenas o tempo necessário para que um dia as mão fossem ficar daquela forma,mesmo sem muito esforço. Eu nao ia perguntar de suas mão nessa prosa, talvez na próxima, quando eu novamente o encontrasse  por uma segunda força do destino, porque eu nao sei se contei pra voces, mas eu encontrei esse senhor, com seus cabelos brancos, que passavam segurança de uma senhor vivido. Com seus olhos cabisbaixos, que passavam sentimento de grande luta e muitas perdas na vida. Ele com suas mão calejadas, talvez de pegar na inchada,ou  talvez fosse apenas o tempo necessário para que um dia as mão fossem ficar daquela forma,mesmo sem muito esforço, por acaso. &lt;br /&gt;Fui pedir informaçao sobre onde ficava a rua mais proxima para que eu nao sofresse novamente por algo desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;Que sorte a minha ele sabia a resposta. &lt;br /&gt;Ele disse: Que tem pessoas que conseguem nos levar a universos paralelos. Literalmente.&lt;br /&gt;Eu disse: E como voce sabe? ( porque ele estava falando isso? Se eu estava perguntando como escapar e ele estava me dando a entender que eu deveria ficar.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fiz uma pergunta simples e ele me responde com incógnita, onde já se viu?)&lt;br /&gt; Como VOCE tem tanta certeza? ( Voce novamente, nao quero coloca-lo num lugar que nao seja no mesmo patamar que o meu, a partir do momento que eu o chame de senhor, talvez eu me diminua pelos seus cabelos brancos, que passavam segurança de uma senhor vivido. Com seus olhos cabisbaixos, que passavam sentimento de grande luta e muitas perdas na vida. Ele com suas mão calejadas, talvez de pegar na inchada, talvez fosse apenas o tempo necessário para que um dia as mão fossem ficar daquela forma,mesmo sem muito esforço.&lt;br /&gt;Ele me respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;Eu nao sei, eu vivi. Viva voce também.&lt;br /&gt;Meus cabelos brancos se dão a todo tempo que eu passei vivendo a vida como se fosse uma grande aventura, como se eu fosse um desbravador. Deu certo, hoje meus cabelos contam uma história que talvez eu nao consiga contar. Muitas alegrias, e consequentemente tristezas. A diferenca está no quanto voce  aproveita  a alegria e deixa a tristeza de lado, OU melhor, no quanto vc aproveita a tristeza até certo ponto de dizer: Agora é alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Meu olhar cabisbaixo se dá ao ver que tem coisas que me arrependo, tem coisas que quis fazer  e nao fiz. Mas eu fiz outras coisas no lugar, dessas quais eu nao me arrependo nem por um segundo. Se nao viveria em um mundo de amargura.&lt;br /&gt; Esse meu olhar se dá porque minha esposa me deixou a poucos dias.&lt;br /&gt;Voce tem olhado muito pras minhas maos calejadas...deve esta se  perguntando o porque. &lt;br /&gt;Foi o tempo. Nunca trabalhei na roça. Sempre tive uma vida confortável sem muitos apertos. &lt;br /&gt;Eu vivi. Viva voce também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Deny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-5798586488261598162?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5798586488261598162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=5798586488261598162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5798586488261598162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5798586488261598162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Em alguma outra vida,&lt;br /&gt;devemos ter feito algo de muito grave,&lt;br /&gt;Para sentirmos tanta saudade...&lt;br /&gt;Trancar o dedo numa porta dói.&lt;br /&gt;Bater com o queixo no chão dói.&lt;br /&gt;Torcer o tornozelo dói.&lt;br /&gt;Um tapa, um soco, um pontapé , doem.&lt;br /&gt;Dói bater a cabeça na quina da mesa,&lt;br /&gt;Dói morder a língua, dói cólica, cárie e pedra no rim.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que mais dói é a saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de uma cachoeira da infância,&lt;br /&gt;Saudade do gosto de uma fruta que não se encontra mais,&lt;br /&gt;Saudade do pai que morreu, do amigo imaginário que nunca existiu,&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de uma cidade,&lt;br /&gt;Saudade da gente mesmo, que o tempo não perdoa.&lt;br /&gt;Doem estas saudades todas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a saudade mais dolorida é a saudade de quem se ama.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade da pele, do cheiro, dos beijos. &lt;br /&gt;Saudade da presença, e até da ausência consentida.&lt;br /&gt;Você podia ficar no quarto e ela na sala, &lt;br /&gt;sem se verem, mas sabiam-se lá.&lt;br /&gt;Você podia ir para o dentista e ela pra&lt;br /&gt; faculdade, mas sabiam-se onde.&lt;br /&gt;Você podia ficar o dia sem vê-la, ela sem vê-lo,&lt;br /&gt; mas sabiam-se amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é basicamente não saber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é não saber mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não saber o que fazer com os dias que ficaram mais compridos,&lt;br /&gt;Não saber como encontrar tarefas que lhe cessem o pensamento,&lt;br /&gt;Não saber como frear as lágrimas diante de uma música,&lt;br /&gt;Não saber como vencer a dor de um silêncio que nada preenche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é isso que eu estive sentido enquanto escrevia&lt;br /&gt;E o que você provavelmente estará sentindo depois que acabar de ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;E te falar&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez que te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que passamos juntos vai ficar pra sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Intimidades, brincadeiras, só a gente entende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra quem fala que namorar é perder tempo eu digo:&lt;br /&gt;Ha muito tempo eu não cresci o que eu cresci contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juntos no balanço da rede, sob o céu estrelado,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre acontece, o tempo pará quando eu tô do seu&lt;br /&gt;lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite chega eu fecho os olhos e é você que eu vejo,&lt;br /&gt;Como queria estar contigo eu paro e faço um desejo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensa em mim&lt;br /&gt;Que eu tô pensando em você&lt;br /&gt;E me diz&lt;br /&gt;O que eu quero te dizer&lt;br /&gt;Vem prá cá, pra eu ver que juntos estamos&lt;br /&gt;E te falar&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez que te amo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez que te amo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-6085181280862317264?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6085181280862317264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=6085181280862317264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6085181280862317264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6085181280862317264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu preciso te abraçar &lt;br /&gt;Sentir teu cheiro de roupa limpa &lt;br /&gt;Pra esquecer os meus anseios e dormir em paz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu preciso ouvir qualquer palavra tua &lt;br /&gt;Qualquer frase exagerada que me faça sentir alegria&lt;br /&gt;Em estar vivo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu preciso tomar um café, ouvindo você suspirar&lt;br /&gt;Me dizendo que eu sou causador da tua insônia &lt;br /&gt;Que eu faço tudo errado sempre &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje preciso de você &lt;br /&gt;Com qualquer humor, com qualquer sorriso &lt;br /&gt;Hoje só tua presença &lt;br /&gt;Vai me deixar feliz &lt;br /&gt;Só hoje&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-365473795269373983?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7427456061383334659</id><published>2008-07-15T13:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:51:56.207-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AMMOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;MUITOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7427456061383334659?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7427456061383334659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-6008992821482723399</id><published>2008-07-14T15:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:15:31.711-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu voltei por entre as flores da estrada&lt;br /&gt;Pra dizer que sem você não há mais nada&lt;br /&gt;Quero ter você bem mais que perto&lt;br /&gt;Com você eu sinto o céu aberto&lt;br /&gt;Daria pra escrever um livro, se eu fosse contar&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que passei antes de te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Pego sua mão e peço pra me escutar&lt;br /&gt;Seu olhar me diz que você quer me acompanhar&lt;br /&gt;Eu voltei por entre as flores da estrada&lt;br /&gt;Pra dizer que sem você não há mais nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-6008992821482723399?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6008992821482723399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=6008992821482723399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6008992821482723399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6008992821482723399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/07/eu-voltei-por-entre-as-flores-da.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4830942721751156284</id><published>2008-07-03T22:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:55:50.927-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AMIZADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SG2C6YSzDQI/AAAAAAAAA_o/2IwOwQFG218/s1600-h/IMG000006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SG2C6YSzDQI/AAAAAAAAA_o/2IwOwQFG218/s320/IMG000006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218971482657590530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é um amigo? Uma única alma habitando dois corpos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristóteles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso verdadeiro amigo é aquele que não nos desculpa nada e nos perdoa tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condessa Diane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lições do melhor amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Se um cachorro fosse seu professor você aprenderia habilidades assim:&lt;br /&gt;- Quando alguém que você ama chegar em casa, corra ao seu encontro;&lt;br /&gt;- Não morda se um rosnado resolver a situação;&lt;br /&gt;- Não importa quantas vezes o outro magoar você, volte e faça as pazes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4830942721751156284?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4830942721751156284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4830942721751156284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4830942721751156284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4830942721751156284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/07/amizade.html' title='AMIZADE'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SG2C6YSzDQI/AAAAAAAAA_o/2IwOwQFG218/s72-c/IMG000006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3076339749156058796</id><published>2008-07-01T16:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:02:18.179-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FLU</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cn8dCDidhDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * A bênção João de Deus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A benção, João de Deus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nosso povo te abraça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu vens em missão de paz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e és bem vindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abençoa esse povo que te ama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nense Nense Nense é a torcida fluminense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Eu não sou rubro-negro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou rubro-negro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu não sou ladrão, não sou ladrão, não sou ladrão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dá-lhe Nense! Dá-lhe Nense! Dá-lhe Nense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou vascaíno,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou vascaíno,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu não vendo pão, não vendo pão, não vendo pão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dá-lhe Nense! Dá-lhe Nense! Dá-lhe Nense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou Botafogo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sou Botafogo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu não sou chorão, não sou chorão, não sou chorão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dá-lhe Nense! Dá-lhe Nense! Dá-lhe Nense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Meu coração acelera, vendo o Maraca cantar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Fluminense escuta teu povo, que veio te apoiar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricolor em toda terra, amor igual não se viu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta feliz a torcida do clube mais amado do Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Ô ô ô ôô! Fluminense eterno amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que eu canto e visto este manto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orgulho de ser tricolor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Soooooooouuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soou tricoloooooooooooorrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sou tricolor de coraçãaaaaaaaao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vim ver o Flu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meu grande amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graças a Deus sou tricolorrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos Fluzão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ganhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou do clube 30 vezes campeão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim para torcer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim para gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por você a vida inteira eu vou cantar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos Fluzão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ganhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou do clube 30 vezes campeão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim para torcer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim para gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por você a vida inteira eu vou cantar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos Fluzão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos Fluzão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ganhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ganhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois sou do clube 30 vezes campeão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É campeão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim para torcer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim para torcer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim para gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vim para gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por você a vida inteira vou cantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 x 2 =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3076339749156058796?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3076339749156058796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3076339749156058796&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3076339749156058796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3076339749156058796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/07/flu.html' title='FLU'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7738085749255446345</id><published>2008-06-25T22:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:04:25.917-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" Não te quero senão porque te quero,&lt;br /&gt;e de querer-te a não te querer chego,&lt;br /&gt;e de esperar-te quando não te espero,&lt;br /&gt;passa o meu coração do frio ao fogo.&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te só porque a ti te quero,&lt;br /&gt;Odeio-te sem fim e odiando te rogo,&lt;br /&gt;e a medida do meu amor viajante,&lt;br /&gt;é não te ver e amar-te,&lt;br /&gt;como um cego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;br /&gt;nesta história só eu me morro,&lt;br /&gt;e morrerei de amor porque te quero,&lt;br /&gt;porque te quero amor,&lt;br /&gt;a sangue e fogo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7738085749255446345?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7738085749255446345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7738085749255446345&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7738085749255446345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7738085749255446345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/azedume.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3527749096999561067</id><published>2008-06-23T20:47:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:08:36.767-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Eu quero a sina de um artista de cinema &lt;br /&gt;(se vc for a atriz principal)&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero a cena onde eu possa brilhar &lt;br /&gt;( nao ..prefiro vc brilhando)&lt;br /&gt;Um brilho intenso, um desejo, eu quero um beijo&lt;br /&gt; ( isso eu quero)&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo imenso, onde eu possa me afogar&lt;br /&gt; ( tenho certeza que vai ser assim)&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ser o matador das cinco estrelas &lt;br /&gt;( vc quer cinco estrelas?)&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ser o Bruce Lee do Maranhão   &lt;br /&gt;A Patativa do Norte, eu quero a sorte&lt;br /&gt; ( sorte eu tenho em ter vc)&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero a sorte de um chofer de caminhão&lt;br /&gt;Pra me danar por essa estrada, mundo afora, ir embora &lt;br /&gt;(vc vai comigo?)&lt;br /&gt;Sem sair do meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Pra me danar, por essa estrada, mundo afora, ir embora &lt;br /&gt;(vc vai comigo?)&lt;br /&gt;Sem sair do meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Ser o primeiro, ser o rei, eu quero um sonho&lt;br /&gt;( voce é meu sonho)&lt;br /&gt;Moça donzela, mulher,dama, ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Na minha vida tudo vira brincadeira              &lt;br /&gt;A matina e verdadeira, domingo e televisão&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero um beijo de cinema americano&lt;br /&gt;( eu quero voce)&lt;br /&gt;Fechar os olhos fugir do perigo&lt;br /&gt;Matar bandido, prender ladrão&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida vai virar novela&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero amor, eu quero amar &lt;br /&gt;(eu quero voce)&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero o amor dela&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero o mar e o sertão  &lt;br /&gt;(eu quero voce)&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero amor, eu quero amar&lt;br /&gt;(eu quero voce)&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero o amor dela     &lt;br /&gt;(eu quero voce)&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero o mar e o sertão &lt;br /&gt;(eu quero voce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88888888888888888888888888888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3527749096999561067?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3527749096999561067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3527749096999561067&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3527749096999561067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3527749096999561067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/eu-quero-sina-de-um-artista-de-cinema.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2125693400502089806</id><published>2008-06-22T12:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:17:05.171-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 class="fr"&gt;Saber encontrar a alegria na alegria dos outros, é o segredo da felicidade.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="fr"&gt;Faça o que for necessário para ser feliz. Mas não se esqueça que a felicidade é um sentimento simples, você pode encontrá-la e deixá-la ir embora por não perceber sua simplicidade.&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Mario_Quintana/" class="autor"&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4 class="fr"&gt;Não perguntes a felicidade quem ela é, nem de onde veio.....&lt;br /&gt;Apenas abra a porta para que entre......&lt;br /&gt;E feche-a para que não fuja!&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4 class="fr"&gt;Felicidade é estar com quem se quer estar, fazer o que se quer fazer e viver o que nunca se imaginou viver.&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Desiree_Nunes/" class="autor"&gt;Desireé Nunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2125693400502089806?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2125693400502089806/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=2125693400502089806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2125693400502089806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2125693400502089806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/saber-encontrar-alegria-na-alegria-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4149985971624204236</id><published>2008-06-21T14:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:23:36.041-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd hold you&lt;br /&gt;I'd need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd please you&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you that I'd never leave you&lt;br /&gt;And love you till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stared at the sun&lt;br /&gt;And we made a promise&lt;br /&gt;A promise this world would never blind us&lt;br /&gt;These were our words&lt;br /&gt;Our words were our songs&lt;br /&gt;Our songs are our prayers&lt;br /&gt;These prayers keep me strong&lt;br /&gt;And I'd still believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make everything alright&lt;br /&gt;Everything here reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They keep me strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the seasons need to change&lt;br /&gt;IF u were.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4149985971624204236?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4149985971624204236/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4149985971624204236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4149985971624204236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4149985971624204236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/until-end-of-time-id-hold-you-id-need.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-9124656076909083767</id><published>2008-06-18T08:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:25:35.352-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nem depois dos 40, nem dos 30...Eu to nos 20 e já sei bem o que a vida me ensinou.</title><content type='html'>Todo mundo já leu, ou deu uma passada de olhos no poema :&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi depois dos 40. (Artur da Távola)&lt;br /&gt;ou&lt;br /&gt;A vida me ensinou ( Charlie Chaplin) [ Aliás tem outros de Chaplin excelentes também.]&lt;br /&gt;ou&lt;br /&gt;Conselho de um velho apaixonado ( Drummond)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas alguém já conseguiu conjugar o verbo amar?&lt;br /&gt;Bem......se conseguiu, certamente nao estava amando, pq o amor foge a todas explcações possíveis. (Carlos Drummond de Andrade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seja lá o que eu escrever aqui, certamente alguém já escreveu antes de mim, que ruim seria se eu nao os citasse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entao hoje a brincadeira é essa...&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que eu falasse a língua dos homens...&lt;br /&gt;Fácil essa...&lt;br /&gt;Mas seria ela de Camões ou do Renato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popularmente falando, certamente amor é fogo que arde sem se ver é dos anos 80/90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas vem muuiiiito antes disso, né? Como voce com certeza ja sabia, ja que é uma pessoa inteligente. Lê livros, revistas, jornais. Gosta dos filmes dos irmãos Coen e do Robert Altman, mas sabe que uma boa comédia romântica também tem seu valor. ( Arnaldo Jabor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltando a falar do amor...que é verbo que nao se conjuga.&lt;br /&gt;E das experiencias de vida que nao precisam ter chegado aos 40 para saber.&lt;br /&gt;OU ainda ser um "velho" para se apaixonar e escrever coisinhas bacanas e que mean something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor nao se pede, nao se espera. Se vive, ou deixa viver. Quanto mais voce ama, mais voce é amado. Isso é um fato descoberto antes dos 40. Deveria eu, entao,  ficar feliz. Mas na verdade, eu também descobri outras coisas antes dos malditos 40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descobri que ausencia de regras faz com que fiquemos perdidos e sem direção. Descobri que tenho que dizer adeus as pessoas que amo.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que o perdão só é verdadeiro quando vem do coração e no seu tempo, não adianta ansiedade nesses casos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que viver o presente é tão bom quanto esquecer o passado e coisas ruins que vivemos.&lt;br /&gt;Devemos sempre olhar pra frente e seguir o caminho que nem sempre é o que queremos, mas que na verdade é o que podemos no momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo tudo que tenho e nao quero mais do que eu nao posso segurar firme em minhas mãos... Isso pode causar uma sobrepes-carga, assim podendo causar danos a minha coluna vertebral ( afinal eu estou me formando em Ed. Física, umas linhas sobre isso nao iriam magoar ng).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi tambem a sonhar acordada, a nao ter medo do futuro.Aprendi que se vc nao consegue imaginar, de maneira nenhuma, um futuro sem a pessoa ao seu lado... É a hora e o momento de vc demonstrar que quer essa pessoa pra sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora me diz....&lt;br /&gt;Aliás nem precisa.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho senso crítico , que na verdade é bem apurado.&lt;br /&gt;Tá cliche , né?&lt;br /&gt;E parece que foi copiado também.&lt;br /&gt;Mas oras...eu tenho 22 e o mundo é mundo a mais de 2000 anos *** ( Vem Pitágoras pertubar meu sono).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como eu posso escrever algo que nunca foi dito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que eu tenho certeza, é que eu nao preciso chegar aos 40 pra descobrir essas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-9124656076909083767?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7150346153680141605</id><published>2008-06-17T10:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:43:54.853-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E.V.I.D.E.N.T.E   ( Evidencias)</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo de te dar meu coração&lt;br /&gt;E confessar que eu estou nas tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Mas não posso imaginar o que vai ser de mim&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te perder um dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que eu sou louco por você&lt;br /&gt;E tenho medo de pensar em te perder&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso aceitar que não dá mais&lt;br /&gt;Para separar as nossas vidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nessa loucura de dizer que não te quero&lt;br /&gt;Vou negando as aparências,&lt;br /&gt;Disfarçando as evidências&lt;br /&gt;Mas para que viver fingindo&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não posso enganar meu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que te amo,&lt;br /&gt;Chega de mentiras&lt;br /&gt;De negar o meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;Eu te quero mais do que tudo,&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso do seu beijo&lt;br /&gt;Eu entrego a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Para você fazer o que quiser de mim&lt;br /&gt;Só quero ouvir você dizer que sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz que é verdade, que tem saudade&lt;br /&gt;Que ainda você pensa muito em mim&lt;br /&gt;Diz que é verdade, que tem saudade,&lt;br /&gt;Que ainda você quer viver pra mim...&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7150346153680141605?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7150346153680141605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7150346153680141605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7150346153680141605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7150346153680141605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/evidente-evidencias.html' title='E.V.I.D.E.N.T.E   ( Evidencias)'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2778391174132849214</id><published>2008-06-15T21:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:47:51.763-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SFW32EXz99I/AAAAAAAAA_I/RW8Ld1Vl49Y/s1600-h/yinyang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212274283265652690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SFW32EXz99I/AAAAAAAAA_I/RW8Ld1Vl49Y/s320/yinyang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yang é: masculino, pai, céu, deus-pai, Sol, consciente, compreensão, lógica, eu, condição desperta, cabeça, forma, ter, tensão, voltado para o exterior, decidido, risco, só, gasta energia, construtivo ou destrutivo, abstrato, ordenado, sóbrio, patriarcado etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yin é: feminino, mãe, terra, mãe-terra, Lua, inconsciente, sentimento, intuição, eu interior, condição de sonho, coração, conteúdo, ser, relaxamento, voltado para o interior, segue o fluxo da vida, pacífico, atraído pela comunidade, economiza energia, cura e preserva, orgânico, fluente, sóbrio, matriarcado etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; De acordo com os ensinamentos chineses, o conceito yin-yang poderia ser exposto assim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Confie no seu julgamento&lt;br /&gt;* Dê para que possa receber&lt;br /&gt;* Mantenha a confiança na ordem do universo&lt;br /&gt;* O inimigo torna-se seu amigo porque este lhe mostra suas fraquezas, pois sabe aquilo que você desconhece. Portanto, aprenda com ele.&lt;br /&gt;* O que ocorre no dia-a-dia, bom ou mau foi causado direta ou indiretamente por você&lt;br /&gt;* Os obstáculos fortalecem&lt;br /&gt;* Quem evita as dificuldades não pode continuar sadio e feliz&lt;br /&gt;* Sinta-se responsável pela sua vida&lt;br /&gt;* Tudo está em constante mutação tanto no universo com na vida dos seres humanos.&lt;br /&gt;* Nem a terra nem o céu são perfeitos, mas juntos podem formar a perfeita harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yin e yang são vistos como um jogo harmonioso, e não competitivo. É discernir que ambos os elementos contém aspectos fortes e fracos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2778391174132849214?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2778391174132849214/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=2778391174132849214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2778391174132849214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2778391174132849214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-yang-masculino-pai-cu-deus-pai-sol.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SFW32EXz99I/AAAAAAAAA_I/RW8Ld1Vl49Y/s72-c/yinyang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3680251482895116546</id><published>2008-06-14T02:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T02:20:02.635-03:00</updated><title type='text'>P.E.R.F.E.I.T.A</title><content type='html'>Alguém que faz as coisas erradas tentando acertar&lt;br /&gt;Quando acerta fica sem jeito&lt;br /&gt;e qdo erra pede desculpas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3680251482895116546?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3680251482895116546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3680251482895116546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3680251482895116546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3680251482895116546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/perfeita.html' title='P.E.R.F.E.I.T.A'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-632617982496395608</id><published>2008-06-12T12:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T12:20:57.071-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando ela fala</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 class="fr0"&gt;Quando ela fala, parece&lt;br /&gt;Que a voz da brisa se cala;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez um anjo emudece&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela fala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração dolorido&lt;br /&gt;As suas mágoas exala,&lt;br /&gt;E volta ao gozo perdido&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela fala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pudesse eu eternamente,&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado dela, escutá-la,&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir sua alma inocente&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela fala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma, já semimorta,&lt;br /&gt;Conseguira ao céu alçá-la&lt;br /&gt;Porque o céu abre uma porta&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela fala.&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Machado_de_Assis/" class="autor"&gt;Machado de Assis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-632617982496395608?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/632617982496395608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=632617982496395608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/632617982496395608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/632617982496395608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/quando-ela-fala.html' title='Quando ela fala'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3956834012735114219</id><published>2008-06-07T12:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:37:27.839-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para a Amada Imortal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Manhã de 6 de Julho &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"Meu anjo, meu tudo, meu próprio ser – Hoje apenas algumas palavras a caneta (a tua caneta).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só amanhã os meus alugueres estarão definidos – que desperdício de tempo....... por que sinto essa tristeza profunda se é a necessidade quem manda? Pode o teu amor resistir a todo sacrifício embora não exijamos tudo um do outro? Podes tu mudar o facto de que és completamente minha e eu completamente teu? Oh Deus! Olha para as belezas da natureza e conforta o teu coração. O amor exige tudo, assim sou como tu, e tu és comigo. Mas esqueces-te tão facilmente que eu vivo por ti e por mim. Se estivéssemos completamente unidos, tu sentirias essa dor assim como eu a sinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu dia foi terrível: ontem só cheguei aqui às 4 horas da manhã. Com a falta de cavalos, o cocheiro do correio escolheu um novo caminho, mas que terrível caminho, na penúltima paragem eu fui avisado para não viajar à noite, fiquei com medo da floresta, mas isso só me deixou mais ansioso - e eu estava errado. O cocheiro precisou parar na infeliz estrada, uma imprestável e barrenta estrada. Se eu estivesse sem todas as coisas que trago comigo teria ficado preso na estrada. Esterhazy, viajando pela estrada, teve o mesmo problema com oito cavalos que eu tive com quatro - sinto prazer com isso, como sempre sinto quando supero com sucesso as dificuldades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora uma rápida mudança das coisas externas para as internas. Nós provavelmente devemos nos ver em breve, entretanto, hoje eu não posso dividir contigo os pensamentos que tive nos últimos dias sobre minha própria vida – Se os nossos corações estivessem sempre juntos, eu não teria nenhum.... O meu coração está cheio de coisas que eu gostaria de te dizer – ah – há momentos em que sinto que esse discurso é tão vazio – Alegra-te – Lembra-te da minha verdade, o meu único tesouro, o meu tudo como eu sou o teu. Os deuses devem-nos mandar paz... Teu fiel Ludwig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Segunda de tarde, 6 de Julho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu estás a sofrer minha criatura adorada – só agora percebi que as cartas deveriam ser enviadas nas segundas ou quintas de manhã cedo - os únicos dias nos quais o correio vai daqui para K. – Tu estás a sofrer – Ah, não importa onde eu esteja porque tu estás comigo – Vou arrumar tudo para que possamos viver juntos..... e que vida teremos!!! Assim!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem ti... perseguido pela bondade de algumas pessoas, que não quero receber porque não as mereço. Dói-me a humildade do homem diante do homem. E quando me acho em sintonia com o Universo, o que sou e quem é aquele a quem chamam o Todo Poderoso? E sem dúvida... aí então aparece de novo o divino do homem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choro ao pensar que provavelmente não receberás a minha primeira carta antes de sábado. Tanto como tu me amas, muito mais te amo!... Boa noite! Devo ir dormir. Oh, Deus! Tão perto! Tão longe! Não é o nosso amor uma verdadeira morada do céu? E tão sólido como as muralhas do céu?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;7 de Julho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom dia! Todavia, na cama se multiplicam os meus pensamentos em ti, minha amada imortal; tão alegres como tristes, esperando ver se o destino quer ouvir-nos. Viver sozinho é-me possível, ou inteiramente contigo, ou completamente sem ti. Quero ir bem longe até que possa voar para os teus braços e sentir-me num lugar que seja só nosso, podendo enviar a minha alma ao reino dos espíritos envolta contigo. Tu concordarás comigo, tanto mais que conheces a minha fidelidade, e que nunca nenhuma outra possuirá meu coração; nunca, nunca... Oh, Deus! Por que viver separados, quando se ama assim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida, o mesmo aqui que em Viena: sentindo-me só, angustiado. Tu, amor, tens-me feito ao mesmo tempo o ser mais feliz e o mais infeliz. Há muito tempo que preciso de uma certeza na minha vida. Não seria uma definição quanto ao nosso relacionamento?... Anjo, acabo de saber que o correio sai todos os dias. E isso me faz pensar que tu receberás a carta em seguida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica tranquila. Contemplando com confiança a nossa vida alcançaremos o nosso objectivo de vivermos juntos. Fica tranquila, queiras-me. Hoje e sempre, quanta ansiedade e quantas lágrimas pensando em ti... em ti... em ti, minha vida... meu tudo! Adeus... queiras-me sempre! Não duvides jamais do fiel coração de teu enamorado Ludwig. Eternamente teu, eternamente minha, eternamente nossos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEETHOVEN PARA AMADA IMORTAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3956834012735114219?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3956834012735114219/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3956834012735114219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3956834012735114219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3956834012735114219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/para-amada-imortal-manh-de-6-de-julho.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4356902915758557766</id><published>2008-06-04T16:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:08:27.532-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Mas quando toca o telefone será você?&lt;br /&gt;O que eu estiver fazendo eu paro de fazer&lt;br /&gt;E se fica muito tempo sem me ligar&lt;br /&gt;Arranjo uma desculpa pra te procurar&lt;br /&gt;Que tolo mas eu não consigo evitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu só vivo pensando em você&lt;br /&gt;É sem querer, você não sai da minha cabeça mais&lt;br /&gt;Eu só vivo acordada a sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Imaginar nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes penso ser um sonho impossível&lt;br /&gt;Uma ilusão terrível será?&lt;br /&gt;Eu já pedi tanto em oração&lt;br /&gt;Que as portas do seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Se abrissem pra eu te conquistar&lt;br /&gt;Mas que seja feita a vontade de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Se ele quiser então, não importa quando, onde&lt;br /&gt;Como eu vou ter seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu faço tudo pra chamar sua atenção&lt;br /&gt;De vez em quando eu meto os pés pelas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Engulo a seco o ciúme&lt;br /&gt;Quando outro apaixonado quer tirar de mim sua atenção&lt;br /&gt;Coração apaixonado é bobo&lt;br /&gt;Sorriso teu e eu me derreto todo&lt;br /&gt;O teu charme,  teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Tua fala mansa me faz delirar&lt;br /&gt;Mas quanta coisa aconteceu e foi dita&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer mínimo detalhe era pista&lt;br /&gt;Coisas que ficaram para trás&lt;br /&gt;Coisas que você nem lembra mais&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu guardo tudo aqui no meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tempo estudando teu jeito&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tempo esperando uma chance&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei tanto com esse romance&lt;br /&gt;Que tolo mais eu não consigo evitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu só vivo pensando em você&lt;br /&gt;É sem querer, você não sai da minha cabeça mais&lt;br /&gt;Eu só vivo acordado a sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Imaginar nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes penso ser um sonho impossível&lt;br /&gt;Uma ilusão terrível será?&lt;br /&gt;Eu já pedi tanto em oração&lt;br /&gt;Que as portas do seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Se abrissem pra eu te conquistar&lt;br /&gt;Mas que seja feita a vontade de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Se ele quiser então, não importa quando, onde&lt;br /&gt;Como eu vou ter seu coração !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TE AMO&lt;br /&gt;INFINITO&lt;br /&gt;MUITO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4356902915758557766?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4356902915758557766/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4356902915758557766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4356902915758557766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4356902915758557766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/mas-quando-toca-o-telefone-ser-voc-o.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-1938084915161540447</id><published>2008-06-02T12:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:40:42.775-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova era</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Somehow I know&lt;br /&gt;That things are gonna change&lt;br /&gt;New boundaries on the way&lt;br /&gt;Like never were before&lt;br /&gt;Find a meaning to your life&lt;br /&gt;Healing whispers of the angels&lt;br /&gt;Bring the sunrise again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New day shines, fallen angels will arise&lt;br /&gt;Nova Era brings the ashes back to life&lt;br /&gt;All over now, all the pain and awful lies&lt;br /&gt;Angels will arise&lt;br /&gt;Back to life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh winds of hope&lt;br /&gt;Has taken us ahead&lt;br /&gt;Forever is a place&lt;br /&gt;You have to keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;No way to limit our goals&lt;br /&gt;You'll find a reason to believe&lt;br /&gt;Facing Nova Era&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New day shines, fallen angels will arise&lt;br /&gt;Nova Era brings the ashes back to life&lt;br /&gt;All over now, all in pain and awful lies&lt;br /&gt;Angels will arise&lt;br /&gt;Back to life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Come on! Arise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a meaning to your life&lt;br /&gt;No way to limit our goals&lt;br /&gt;Healing whispers of the angels&lt;br /&gt;Bring the sunrise again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New day shines, fallen angels will arise&lt;br /&gt;Nova Era brings the ashes back to life&lt;br /&gt;All over now, sores in pain and awful lies&lt;br /&gt;Angels lead you through paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nova Era is a passage to your mind&lt;br /&gt;And forever you may find a better time&lt;br /&gt;Nova Era brings the angels back to life... Life!&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-1938084915161540447?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1938084915161540447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=1938084915161540447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/1938084915161540447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/1938084915161540447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/06/nova-era.html' title='Nova era'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3760600402025023729</id><published>2008-05-30T14:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:01:23.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morre lentamente quem não viaja,&lt;br /&gt;quem não lê, quem não ouve música,&lt;br /&gt;quem não encontra graça em si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente quem destrói seu amor próprio, &lt;br /&gt;quem não se deixa ajudar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente quem se transforma em&lt;br /&gt;escravo do hábito, repetindo todos os dias os&lt;br /&gt;mesmos trajetos, quem não muda de marca,&lt;br /&gt;não se arrisca a vestir uma nova cor ou não&lt;br /&gt;conversa com quem não conhece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente quem faz da televisão o seu gurú&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente quem evita uma paixão,&lt;br /&gt;quem prefere o negro sobre o branco e&lt;br /&gt;os pontos sobre os "is" a&lt;br /&gt;um redemoinho de emoções,&lt;br /&gt;justamente as que resgatam o brilho dos olhos, &lt;br /&gt;sorrisos dos bocejos,&lt;br /&gt;corações aos tropeços e sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente quem não vira a mesa&lt;br /&gt;quando está infeliz com o seu trabalho,&lt;br /&gt;quem não arrisca o certo pelo incerto&lt;br /&gt;para ir atrás de um sonho,&lt;br /&gt;quem não se permite pelo menos&lt;br /&gt;uma vez na vida fugir dos conselhos sensatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente, quem passa os dias&lt;br /&gt;queixando-se da sua má sorte&lt;br /&gt;ou da chuva incessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morre lentamente, quem abandona um projeto&lt;br /&gt;antes de iniciá-lo, não pergunta sobre um assunto&lt;br /&gt;que desconhece ou não responde quando lhe&lt;br /&gt;indagam sobre algo que sabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evitemos a morte em suaves doses,&lt;br /&gt;recordando sempre que estar vivo exige&lt;br /&gt;um esforço muito maior que o simples fato de respirar.&lt;br /&gt;Somente a ardente paciência fará com que conquistemos&lt;br /&gt;uma felicidade esplêndida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3760600402025023729?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3760600402025023729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3760600402025023729&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3760600402025023729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3760600402025023729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/morre-lentamente-quem-no-viaja-quem-no.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4949099213769683008</id><published>2008-05-22T17:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:50:07.445-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leona ( Bleeding Love)</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Closed off from love&lt;br /&gt;I didn't need the pain&lt;br /&gt;Once or twice was enough&lt;br /&gt;And it was all in vain&lt;br /&gt;Time starts to pass&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it you're frozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something happened&lt;br /&gt;For the very first time with you&lt;br /&gt;My heart melts into the ground&lt;br /&gt;Found something true&lt;br /&gt;And everyone's looking round&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;br /&gt;But they don't know the truth&lt;br /&gt;My heart's crippled by the vein&lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard not to hear&lt;br /&gt;But they talk so loud&lt;br /&gt;Their piercing sounds fill my ears&lt;br /&gt;Try to fill me with doubt&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know that the goal&lt;br /&gt;Is to keep me from falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's greater&lt;br /&gt;Than the rush that comes with your embrace&lt;br /&gt;And in this world of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;I see your face&lt;br /&gt;Yet everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Thinks that I'm going crazy, maybe, maybe&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4949099213769683008?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4949099213769683008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4949099213769683008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4949099213769683008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4949099213769683008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/leona-bleeding-love.html' title='Leona ( Bleeding Love)'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-696684411846833541</id><published>2008-05-20T12:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:05:37.312-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ALWAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining since you left me&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm drowning in the flood&lt;br /&gt;You see I've always been a fighter&lt;br /&gt;But without you I give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't sing a love song&lt;br /&gt;Like the way it's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I'm not that good anymore&lt;br /&gt;But baby that's just me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you baby always&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day always&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine&lt;br /&gt;Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;And I know when I die you'll be on my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I'll love you always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now your pictures that you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Are just memories of a different life&lt;br /&gt;Some that made us laugh&lt;br /&gt;Some that made us cry&lt;br /&gt;One that made you have to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair&lt;br /&gt;To touch your lips to hold you near&lt;br /&gt;When you say your prayers try to understand&lt;br /&gt;I've made mistakes I'm just a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he holds you close&lt;br /&gt;When he pulls you near&lt;br /&gt;When he says the words&lt;br /&gt;You've been needing to hear&lt;br /&gt;I'll wish I was him cause these words are mine&lt;br /&gt;To say to you till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you baby always&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day always&lt;br /&gt;If you told me to cry for you I could&lt;br /&gt;If you told me to die for you I would&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at my face&lt;br /&gt;There's no price I won't pay&lt;br /&gt;To say these words to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll find a place where the sun still shines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you baby always&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there forever and a day always&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine&lt;br /&gt;Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme&lt;br /&gt;And I know when I die you'll be on my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I'll love you always&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-696684411846833541?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/696684411846833541/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=696684411846833541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/696684411846833541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/696684411846833541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/always.html' title='ALWAYS'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7092899850323586914</id><published>2008-05-19T15:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T15:16:54.005-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Começou a temporada....&lt;br /&gt;Nesse ultimo domingo teve o confronto Coyotes x Panthers&lt;br /&gt;Pelos meus cálculos foi 48 x 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem...&lt;br /&gt;tirando toda a felicidade depois de uma vitória.... fica a tristexa dos árbitros mal capacitados q estamos levando pra dentro de campo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vergonhoso o que foi feito, como foi levada a situação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui sem duvidas alguma a mais violenta jogadora em campo...fazendo meu time perder 45 jardas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 5 anos de FA, NUNCA tomei tanta falta como no jogo de ontem.&lt;br /&gt;NUNCA&lt;br /&gt;Bati todos os meu records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tirando essa parte patética.&lt;br /&gt;Fiz 2 interceptaçoes&lt;br /&gt;2 passes pra TD.&lt;br /&gt;2 Pontos extras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ataque funcionou como nunca...a defesa deixou um pouco a desejar, mas nao é nada que nao possamos arrumar até o prómixo jogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treinos e mais treinos....&lt;br /&gt;Vamos acertar essa defesa e fazer com que Coyotes seja mais um vez campeao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alem disso...uma reportagem vai sair nessa quinta -feira no jornal O GLOBO ( Parte do Zona Sul).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* contando os dias e a horas pra te ver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7092899850323586914?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7092899850323586914/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7092899850323586914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7092899850323586914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7092899850323586914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/comeou-temporada.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-5751336241439502532</id><published>2008-05-15T09:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:48:36.429-03:00</updated><title type='text'>On the radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;On the radio we heard November rain&lt;br /&gt;that solos awful long&lt;br /&gt;but its a pretty sound&lt;br /&gt;we listend to it twice&lt;br /&gt;cuz the DJ was asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how it works&lt;br /&gt;your young untill your not&lt;br /&gt;you love until you dont&lt;br /&gt;you try untill you cant&lt;br /&gt;you laugh untill you cry&lt;br /&gt;you cry untill you laugh&lt;br /&gt;and everyone must breath&lt;br /&gt;untill their dying breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is how it works&lt;br /&gt;you peer inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;you take the things you like&lt;br /&gt;and try to love the things you do&lt;br /&gt;and then you take that love you make&lt;br /&gt;and stick it into some, someone elses heart&lt;br /&gt;open someone elses blood&lt;br /&gt;and walk arm and arm&lt;br /&gt;you hope they don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;but even if they do you do it all again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-5751336241439502532?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5751336241439502532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=5751336241439502532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5751336241439502532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5751336241439502532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-radio.html' title='On the radio'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2223085759546283102</id><published>2008-05-13T16:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T16:51:45.055-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause everytime we touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me.&lt;br /&gt;I still feel your touch in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Without you it's hard to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;And everytime we kiss I swear I can fly.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this&lt;br /&gt;to last.&lt;br /&gt;Need you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Cause everytime we touch, I feel this static.&lt;br /&gt;And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you feel hear my heart beat slow&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go.&lt;br /&gt;Want you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your arms are my castle, you heart is my sky.&lt;br /&gt;They wipe away tears that I cry.&lt;br /&gt;The good and the bad times, we've been trough&lt;br /&gt;them all.&lt;br /&gt;You make me rise when I fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2223085759546283102?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2223085759546283102/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=2223085759546283102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2223085759546283102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2223085759546283102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-still-hear-your-voice-when-you-sleep.html' title='Cause everytime we touch'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3260264286691415899</id><published>2008-05-12T15:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:12:30.975-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Por mais que eu tente</title><content type='html'>Se o vento sopra sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;as estrelas podem me guiar&lt;br /&gt;se eu não te tenho aqui comigo&lt;br /&gt;quando eu sonho eu posso encontrar&lt;br /&gt;A liberdade sempre andou comigo&lt;br /&gt;nas esquinas de algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;mas o meu lugar é estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;eu não posso mais me controlar&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu tente lhe dizer&lt;br /&gt;o quanto eu sinto por você&lt;br /&gt;como é possível não saber&lt;br /&gt;que eu te quero.&lt;br /&gt;Não importa se estou sozinho&lt;br /&gt;eu não tenho como te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;vagando pelas ruas sem destino&lt;br /&gt;se me perco me encontro em você&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu tente lhe dizer&lt;br /&gt;o quanto eu sinto por você&lt;br /&gt;como é possivel não saber&lt;br /&gt;que eu te quero.&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu tente lhe dizer&lt;br /&gt;o quanto eu sinto por você&lt;br /&gt;como é possível não saber&lt;br /&gt;que eu te quero.&lt;br /&gt;Como é possível não saber&lt;br /&gt;que eu te quero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marjorie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3260264286691415899?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3260264286691415899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3260264286691415899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3260264286691415899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3260264286691415899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/por-mais-que-eu-tente.html' title='Por mais que eu tente'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7771012814149351977</id><published>2008-05-10T01:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T01:13:05.237-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EU TE AMO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7771012814149351977?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7771012814149351977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7771012814149351977&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7771012814149351977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7771012814149351977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/eu-te-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3276534974352267833</id><published>2008-05-09T14:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T14:23:08.528-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mudanças, medos, alegrias, vitórias, surpresas, desafios, espera, luta, conquista, dedicação, persistencia, responsabilidade, honestidade, independencia, organizacao, maturidade, talento, coragem, impulsividade, sinceridade, equilíbrio, raciocínio, ansiedade, audácia, liderança, complexidade............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantos adjetivos bastariam pra voce caracterizar alguém?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difícil saber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quantos mais os positivos se sobressaírem nos negativos, ta aí.&lt;br /&gt;Essa pessoal vale a pena termos perto, dedicarmos tempo e espaço, amar, se relacionar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudando de assunto, mas nao totalmente pq um dos ultimos posts foi sobre viagem e td mais....&lt;br /&gt;Um parênteses, como é bom viajar e voltar .&lt;br /&gt;Por uns minutos, por algumas horinhas...&lt;br /&gt;Dedicar tempo a alguma coisa ou pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;Perfeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEOQEAV&lt;br /&gt;saudades infinitas&lt;br /&gt;88888888&lt;br /&gt;QMU&lt;br /&gt;mas tanto, tanto que as vezes acho que vou me tacar * ( rs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************************************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3276534974352267833?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3276534974352267833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3276534974352267833&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3276534974352267833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3276534974352267833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/mudanas-medos-alegrias-vitrias.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-1647447054490514461</id><published>2008-05-07T13:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:55:02.245-03:00</updated><title type='text'>stick with ............................ you</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;I don't wanna go another day&lt;br /&gt;So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Seems like everybody is breaking up&lt;br /&gt;and throwing their love away&lt;br /&gt;But I know I got a good thing right here&lt;br /&gt;That's why I say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick with you forever&lt;br /&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;You know how to appreciate me, I must stick with you, my baby&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go another day&lt;br /&gt;So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;See the way we ride, in our private lives&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody gettin' in between&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that, your the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And now, ain't nothing else I can need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And now, I'm singing.. 'cause your so, so into me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got you, we'll be making love endlessly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm with you, baby you're with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't cha worry about&lt;br /&gt;people hanging around&lt;br /&gt;they ain't bring us down&lt;br /&gt;I know you, and you know me&lt;br /&gt;and that's all that counts&lt;br /&gt;So don't cha worry about&lt;br /&gt;people hanging around&lt;br /&gt;they ain't bring us down&lt;br /&gt;I know you, and you know me&lt;br /&gt;and that's, that's why I say &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-1647447054490514461?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1647447054490514461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=1647447054490514461&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/1647447054490514461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/1647447054490514461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/stick-with-you.html' title='stick with ............................ you'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-267763525619122183</id><published>2008-05-05T21:55:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:00:37.647-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento</title><content type='html'>Agora falando sério, quem aí nao viaja nas idéias?&lt;br /&gt;Um pensamento surge e com ele outras milhoes de coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Voce pode estar aqui e nao estar.&lt;br /&gt; Mas como?&lt;br /&gt;Viaja, se deixa levar pelas loucuras que passam na sua cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;E é fácil, é so deixar fluir.........................&lt;br /&gt;nao ponha rédeas, nao ache que está doida.&lt;br /&gt;O pensamento vai levar voce aonde vc quiser ir.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes te leva até onde vc nao quer....mas já que tá lá, melhhor aproveitar.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos utilizar os pensamentos positivos para viajar na maionese e os negativos pra ..... nada&lt;br /&gt;deixa os negativos de ladinho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar, pensando, viajando, sonhando, imaginando....Por aí vai, mas ve se volta. Pq ficar so nos pensamentos tb é prejuízo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem que ter passagem de ida e volta com hora marcada se possivel, pra tb nao perder muita coisa do real e se mandar no imaginário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas pra fechar, o pensamento da semana é Pense bastante e viaje na batatinha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-267763525619122183?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/267763525619122183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=267763525619122183&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/267763525619122183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/267763525619122183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/pensamento.html' title='Pensamento'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-744713421258101558</id><published>2008-05-05T14:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:47:02.828-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cidade dos Anjos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anjo: Se soubesse que isso iria acontecer, teria feito mesmo assim?&lt;br /&gt;Seth: Eu preferiria, uma vez sentir o cheiro dos cabelos dela, dar um beijo em sua boca, tocar uma vez sua mão, a passar uma eternidade sem fazê-lo. Uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ia por aqui o link do youtube mas nao achei =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-744713421258101558?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/744713421258101558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=744713421258101558&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/744713421258101558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/744713421258101558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/cidade-dos-anjos.html' title='Cidade dos Anjos'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-8137987563070458823</id><published>2008-05-02T19:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T19:23:18.204-03:00</updated><title type='text'>run</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you&lt;br /&gt;Then we really have to go&lt;br /&gt;You've been the only thing that's right&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done&lt;br /&gt;And I can barely look at you&lt;br /&gt;But every single time I do&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll make it anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louder louder&lt;br /&gt;And we'll run for our lives&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;br /&gt;To think I might not see those eyes&lt;br /&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry&lt;br /&gt;And as we say our long goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I nearly do&lt;br /&gt;Light up...&lt;br /&gt;Slower slower&lt;br /&gt;We don't have time for that&lt;br /&gt;I just want to find an easier way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of our little heads&lt;br /&gt;Have heart my dear&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's just for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Making up for all this mess&lt;br /&gt;Light up, light up&lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-8137987563070458823?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8137987563070458823/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=8137987563070458823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8137987563070458823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8137987563070458823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/run.html' title='run'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-5640094609327109184</id><published>2008-05-01T12:24:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:48:27.782-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CARPE DIEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Carpe diem quam minimum credula postero&lt;br /&gt;Tu ne quaesieris, scire nefas, quem mihi, quem tibi&lt;br /&gt;finem di dederint, Leuconoe, nec Babylonios&lt;br /&gt;temptaris numeros. ut melius, quidquid erit, pati.&lt;br /&gt;seu pluris hiemes seu tribuit Iuppiter ultimam,&lt;br /&gt;quae nunc oppositis debilitat pumicibus mare&lt;br /&gt;Tyrrhenum: sapias, vina liques et spatio brevi&lt;br /&gt;spem longam reseces. dum loquimur, fugerit invida&lt;br /&gt;aetas: carpe diem quam minimum credula postero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colha o dia, confia o mínimo no amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;Não pergunte, saber é proibido, o fim que os deuses&lt;br /&gt;darão a mim ou a você. Leuconoe, com os adivinhos&lt;br /&gt;da Babilônia não brinque. É melhor apenas lidar com&lt;br /&gt;o que cruza o seu caminho.Se muitos invernos&lt;br /&gt;Jupiter te dará ou se este é o último,&lt;br /&gt;que agora bate nas rochas da praia com as ondas&lt;br /&gt;do mar Tirreno: seja sábio, beba seu vinho e&lt;br /&gt;para o curto prazo reescale suas esperanças.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo enquanto falamos, o tempo ciumento está&lt;br /&gt;fugindo de nós. Colha o dia, confia o mínimo&lt;br /&gt; no amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-5640094609327109184?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5640094609327109184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=5640094609327109184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5640094609327109184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5640094609327109184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/05/carpe-diem.html' title='CARPE DIEM'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7629698771503912549</id><published>2008-04-30T19:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:44:37.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>roda mundo roda gigante....&lt;br /&gt;roda moinho roda peao, o mundo rodou num instante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mais um feriado...&lt;br /&gt;mais um dia 1&lt;br /&gt;mais uns dias pra esperar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aula so segunda&lt;br /&gt;angra no feriado&lt;br /&gt;chuvinha chatinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corri hj..no meio de um temporal.&lt;br /&gt;sabia que nao ia ter aula, mas tinha que ir, esses sao os prós e contras......&lt;br /&gt;Mas valeu pela corrida, tava precisando mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Meu melhor tempo 23 min.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais corro assim....ahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7629698771503912549?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7629698771503912549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7629698771503912549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;I try to say good-bye and I choke&lt;br /&gt;I try to walk away and I stumble&lt;br /&gt;though I try to hide it, it's clear&lt;br /&gt;My world crumbles when you are not near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may appear to be free&lt;br /&gt;but I'm just a prisoner of your love&lt;br /&gt;I may seem alright and smile when you leave&lt;br /&gt;but my smiles are just a front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my confession: may I be your possession?&lt;br /&gt;I need your touch&lt;br /&gt;Your love kisses and such&lt;br /&gt;with all my might I try but this I can't deny,deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-9177790214228280746?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7054897250664811534</id><published>2008-04-29T13:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:07:37.137-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 palestras....uma inútil, um excelente...&lt;br /&gt;Radio da Suam bombando...rs&lt;br /&gt; Selecao Feminina conseguiu a ultima vaga para as Olimpiadas derrotando Gana por 5 x1  com direito a 2 gols de Crsitiane, 1 da Marta , 1 da Rosana e 1 da  Aline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A competicao vai de 6 a 23 de agosto.&lt;br /&gt;Pegamos o Grupo F, junto com coreia do sul, Nigeria e Alemanha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na ultima Olimpiada (2004-Atenas)  ficamos com a prata com uma derrota amarga pros EUA por 2  x 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torcer pra esse ano ser diferente....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treino hj...&lt;br /&gt;Aula amanha, ultima da semana pq a faculdade vai enforcar. Entao depois so Segunda que vem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7054897250664811534?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7054897250664811534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7054897250664811534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7054897250664811534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7054897250664811534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-palestras.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4290055108317358</id><published>2008-04-28T21:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:56:38.675-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mau-humor&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;nada qu uma corrinha nao resolva...&lt;br /&gt;8 alunos é um excelnte numero pra trabalhar....mais que isso é bagunca...rs&lt;br /&gt;2 palestras amanha...bom que ganho horas de uma vez na faculdade...&lt;br /&gt;rs&lt;br /&gt;muito espertinha eu!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;   QMV ³&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4290055108317358?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4290055108317358/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4290055108317358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4290055108317358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4290055108317358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/mau-humor-nada-qu-uma-corrinha-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2874080185793046443</id><published>2008-04-27T22:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:03:09.088-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>desvaneios&lt;br /&gt;rodeios&lt;br /&gt;um só pensamento&lt;br /&gt;amo muito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pensar&lt;br /&gt;desejar&lt;br /&gt;fazer&lt;br /&gt;rever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quero&lt;br /&gt;quero mais e mais&lt;br /&gt;muito mais&lt;br /&gt;88888888888888&lt;br /&gt;como mesmo diz.&lt;br /&gt;neoqeav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2874080185793046443?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2874080185793046443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=2874080185793046443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2874080185793046443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2874080185793046443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/desvaneios-rodeios-um-s-pensamento-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-5772196015465383908</id><published>2008-04-26T13:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:04:05.192-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Eu mereça enfim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que eu já sei de cor,qual o quê dos quais e poréns dos afins.&lt;br /&gt;Pense bem, ou não pense assim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uu zanguei numa cisma, eu sei tanta birra é pirraça e só que essa teima era eu,&lt;br /&gt;Não vi! E hesitei, do amor amuleto o que eu fiz?&lt;br /&gt;deixei por aí...&lt;br /&gt;Descuidei, mas não deixei! Peguei no ar e hoje eu sei sem você sou pá-furada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, não me deixe aqui, o sereno dói. Eu sei me perdi, mas êi, só me acho em ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha ilha perdida é aí,o meu pôr-do-sol.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-5772196015465383908?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5772196015465383908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=5772196015465383908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5772196015465383908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5772196015465383908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/eu-merea-enfim.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-8498487954343870900</id><published>2008-04-25T12:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:52:47.518-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Avião sem asa,&lt;br /&gt;fogueira sem brasa,&lt;br /&gt;sou eu assim sem você.&lt;br /&gt;Futebol sem bola,&lt;br /&gt;Piu-piu sem Frajola,&lt;br /&gt;sou eu assim sem você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que é que tem que ser assim&lt;br /&gt;se o meu desejo não tem fim.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te quero a todo instante nem mil auto falantes&lt;br /&gt;vão poder falar por mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu conto as horas pra poder te ver&lt;br /&gt;mas o relógio tá de mal comigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-8498487954343870900?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8498487954343870900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=8498487954343870900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8498487954343870900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8498487954343870900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/avio-sem-asa-fogueira-sem-brasa-sou-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-1802145396789037780</id><published>2008-04-23T14:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:04:37.699-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nossa canção</title><content type='html'>Olha aqui,&lt;br /&gt;Preste atenção&lt;br /&gt;Essa é a nossa canção&lt;br /&gt;Vou cantá-la seja aonde for,&lt;br /&gt;para nunca esquecer o nosso amor&lt;br /&gt;Vela bem, foi você  a  razão e o porquê&lt;br /&gt;Você partiu e me deixou&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais você voltou&lt;br /&gt;Pra me tirar da solidão&lt;br /&gt;E até você voltar&lt;br /&gt;Meu bem eu vou cantar&lt;br /&gt;essa nossa canção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-1802145396789037780?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1802145396789037780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=1802145396789037780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/1802145396789037780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/1802145396789037780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/nossa-cano.html' title='Nossa canção'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-6020116072312057310</id><published>2008-04-22T13:55:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T15:45:52.572-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"nao-posso-aproveitar-com-vc"</title><content type='html'>Nunca tao bem explicado o sentimento que fica.&lt;br /&gt;Nao posso.....&lt;br /&gt;Nao é um nao-quero-aproveitar-com-voce.&lt;br /&gt;É um NAO posso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém se dá muito bem com essa palavra:&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir Nao é dificil de engolir, de digerir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas na verdade, deveríamos utilizar a palavra NAO para crescer e melhorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facil falar, dificil fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero muito.&lt;br /&gt;Mais do que deveria.&lt;br /&gt;Nao posso,&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaa Se eu pudesse......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque nao faria?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faria tudo e mais um pouco se pudesse....&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;Mas nao posso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos as vezes embaralhados....Mas por incrivel que pareça nunca duvidei.&lt;br /&gt;Outra palavra constante em quase todos os momentos.&lt;br /&gt;Menos esse momento.&lt;br /&gt;Nao agora,&lt;br /&gt;Sem duvidas,&lt;br /&gt;Poderia até te-las,&lt;br /&gt;Estaria (enfim) coberta de razao se eu as tivesse e com motivos para encobri-las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nao tenho,&lt;br /&gt;podia...&lt;br /&gt;mas nem quero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja falei sobre essa palavra.....&lt;br /&gt;Inumeras descricoes e justificativas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas entao terminando ...Nao fica mais a duvida de que muito do que acontece, é porque:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nao-posso-aproveitar-com-vc"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-6020116072312057310?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6020116072312057310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=6020116072312057310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6020116072312057310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/6020116072312057310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/nao-posso-aproveitar-com-vc.html' title='&quot;nao-posso-aproveitar-com-vc&quot;'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2121879137955538309</id><published>2008-04-21T22:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:29:30.121-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NEOQEAV</title><content type='html'>Quase todo dia eu penso em você, posso até tentar mas juro eu não consigo te esquecer eu não vou chorar juro que eu não quero mais sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Escrevi seu nome no meio da rua cobri a cidade inteira de outdoor pintei o seu rosto no branco da lua, só pra te ver melhor&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais te vejo mais eu te desejo&lt;br /&gt;Mais eu reconheço que eu te quero bem&lt;br /&gt;quanto mais te espero, mais sei que eu te quero&lt;br /&gt;mais me desespero se você não vem&lt;br /&gt;Tá tudo errado amor sem você aqui.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perto de mim =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2121879137955538309?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7952649081056886105</id><published>2008-04-18T20:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T20:38:46.063-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser ou não ser de ninguém?</title><content type='html'>Na hora de cantar, todo mundo enche o peito nas boates,levanta os braços, sorri e dispara:&lt;br /&gt; 'eu sou de ninguém, eu sou de todo mundo e todo mundo é meu também'. No entanto, passado o efeito do uísque com energético e dos beijos descompromissados, os adeptos da geração 'tribalista' se dirigem aos consultórios terapêuticos, ou alugam os ouvidos do amigo mais próximo e reclamam de solidão, ausência de interesse das pessoas, descaso e rejeição. A maioria não quer ser de ninguém, mas quer que alguém seja seu. Beijar na boca é bom? Claro que é! Se manter sem compromisso, viver rodeado de amigos em baladas animadíssimas é legal? Evidente que sim. Mas por que reclamam depois? Será que os grupos tribalistas se esqueceram da velhalição ensinada no colégio, de que 'toda ação tem uma reação'? Agir como tribalista tem conseqüências, boas e ruins, como tudo na vida. Não dá, infelizmente, para ficar somente com a cereja do bolo - beijar de língua, namorar e não ser de ninguém. Para comer a cereja, é preciso comer o bolo todo e, nele, os ingredientes vão além do descompromisso, como: não receber o famoso telefonema no dia seguinte, não saber se está namorando mesmo depois de sair um mês com a mesma pessoa, não se importar se o outro estiver beijando outra, etc, etc, etc.Embora já saibam namorar, 'os tribalistas' não namoram. 'Ficar' também é coisa do passado. A palavra de ordem hoje é 'namorix'. A pessoa pode ter um, dois e até três namorix ao mesmo tempo. Dificilmente está apaixonada por seus namorix, mas gosta da companhia do outro e de manter a ilusão de que não está sozinho. Nessa nova modalidade de relacionamento, ninguém pode se queixar de nada. Caso uma das partes se ausente durante uma semana, a outra deve fingir que nada aconteceu, afinal, não estão namorando. Aliás, quando foi que se estabeleceu que namoro é sinônimo de cobrança? A nova geração prega liberdade, mas acaba tendo visões unilaterais. Assim, como só deseja 'a cereja do bolo tribal', enxerga somente o lado negativo das relações mais sólidas. Desconhece a delícia de assistir a um filme debaixo das cobertas num dia chuvoso comendo pipoca com chocolate quente, o prazer de dormir junto abraçado, roçando os pés sob as cobertas, e a troca de cumplicidade, carinho e amor.&lt;br /&gt;Namorar é algo que vai muito além das cobranças. É cuidar do outro e ser cuidado por ele, é telefonar só para dizer boa noite, ter uma boa companhia para ir ao cinema de mãos dadas, ter alguém para fazer e receber cafuné, um colo para chorar, uma mão para enxugar lágrimas, enfim, é ter alguém para amar. Já dizia o poeta que 'amar se aprende amando'. Assim, podemos aprender a amar nos relacionando. Trocando experiências, afetos, conflitos e sensações.Não precisamos amar sob os conceitos que nos foram passados. Somos livres para optarmos. E ser livre não é beijar na boca e não ser de ninguém. É ter coragem, ser autêntico e se permitir viver um sentimento... É arriscar, pagar para ver e correr atrás da tão sonhada felicidade. É doar e receber, é estar disponível de alma, para que as surpresas da vida possam aparecer.É compartilhar momentos de alegria e buscar tirar proveito até mesmo das coisas ruins. Ser de todo mundo, não ser de ninguém, é o mesmo que não ter ninguém também... É não ser livre para trocar e crescer... É estar fadado ao fracasso emocional e à tão temida solidão...Sejamos de alguém...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Arnaldo Jabor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7952649081056886105?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7952649081056886105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7952649081056886105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7952649081056886105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7952649081056886105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/ser-ou-no-ser-de-ningum.html' title='Ser ou não ser de ninguém?'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3740680816639619315</id><published>2008-04-18T13:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T13:13:03.984-03:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Amore</title><content type='html'>When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie,&lt;br /&gt;That's amore;&lt;br /&gt;When the world seems  to  shine like you've had too much wine,&lt;br /&gt;That's  amore.&lt;br /&gt;Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling       &lt;br /&gt;And you'll sing "Vita bella.&lt;br /&gt;"Hearts'll play tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay          &lt;br /&gt;Like a gay tarantella.&lt;br /&gt;When the stars make you drool joost-a like pasta fa - zool,      &lt;br /&gt;That's amore;&lt;br /&gt;When  you  dance down  the  street with   a   cloud at your feet,&lt;br /&gt; You're in love;  &lt;br /&gt;  When you walk in a dream but you know you're not dreamin', signore,&lt;br /&gt;'Scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli,&lt;br /&gt;that's amore!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3740680816639619315?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3740680816639619315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3740680816639619315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3740680816639619315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3740680816639619315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/thats-amore.html' title='That&apos;s Amore'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3484564273537351977</id><published>2008-04-15T16:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T16:02:14.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'>As sem razões do amor</title><content type='html'>Eu te amo porque te amo. Não precisas ser amante,e nem sempre sabes sê-lo. Eu te amo porque te amo. Amor é estado de graçae com amor não se paga. Amor é dado de graça, é semeado no vento,na cachoeira, no elipse. Amor foge a dicionáriose a regulamentos vários. Eu te amo porque não amobastante ou demais a mim. Porque amor não se troca,não se conjuga nem se ama. Porque amor é amor a nada,feliz e forte em si mesmo.  Amor é primo da morte,e da morte vencedor,por mais que o matem (e matam)a cada instante de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3484564273537351977?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3484564273537351977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3484564273537351977&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3484564273537351977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3484564273537351977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/as-sem-razes-do-amor.html' title='As sem razões do amor'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-1986834596692906478</id><published>2008-04-14T13:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T13:34:36.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The smell of your skin lingers on me now&lt;br /&gt;You're probably on your flight back to your hometown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me lembro sempre onde quer que eu vá&lt;br /&gt;Só um pensamento em qualquer lugar&lt;br /&gt;Só penso em você&lt;br /&gt;Em querer te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você for, vou te esperar&lt;br /&gt;Com pensamento que só fica em você&lt;br /&gt;Aquele dia, um algo mais&lt;br /&gt; Algo que eu não poderia prever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu só vivo pensando em vc&lt;br /&gt;É  sem querer, vc nao sai da minha cabeça mais&lt;br /&gt;E eu só vivo acordado a sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Se Ele quiser então&lt;br /&gt;Não importa quando onde ou como&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou ter teu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar não é ter que ter sempre certeza&lt;br /&gt;É aceitar que ninguém é perfeito pra ninguém&lt;br /&gt;É poder ser você mesmo e não precisar fingir&lt;br /&gt;É tentar esquecer e não conseguir fugir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora o que vamos fazer, eu também não sei&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, será que amar é mesmo tudo?&lt;br /&gt;Se isso não é amor, o que mais pode ser?&lt;br /&gt;Estou aprendendo também&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-1986834596692906478?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1986834596692906478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=1986834596692906478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/1986834596692906478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/1986834596692906478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/smell-of-your-skin-lingers-on-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-8540546046025267572</id><published>2008-04-09T12:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:41:04.307-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a story in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can see the hurt behind your smile&lt;br /&gt;For every sign I recognize&lt;br /&gt;Another one escapes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a time and place for everything. For everyoneWe can push with all our might, but nothin's gonna comeOh no, nothin's gonna changeAn' if I ask you not to try, oh could you let it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what plagues your mind&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to know you best&lt;br /&gt;Be the one to hold you up&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like you're sinking&lt;br /&gt;Tell me once again&lt;br /&gt;What's beneath the pain you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;Don't abandon me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you and sayWe can't throw this all awayTell me you won't go, you won't goYou have to hear me say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or think you can't be saved&lt;br /&gt;I walk beside you&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far&lt;br /&gt;Through all that may come&lt;br /&gt;And all that may go&lt;br /&gt;I walk beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can change your friends, your place in lifeYou can change your mindWe can change the things we say, and do any timeOh no, but I think you'll findThat when you look inside your heart I'll be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summon up your ghost for me&lt;br /&gt;Rest your tired thoughts upon my hands&lt;br /&gt;Step inside this sacred place&lt;br /&gt;When all your dreams seem broken&lt;br /&gt;Let's remain inside this temple&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one who understands&lt;br /&gt;Be the one to carry you&lt;br /&gt;When you can walk no further&lt;br /&gt;Tell me once again&lt;br /&gt;What's below the surface bleeding&lt;br /&gt;If you've lost your way&lt;br /&gt;I will take you in&lt;br /&gt;I walk beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm so twisted and tiedAnd all I remember, was how hard we tried&lt;br /&gt;Only to surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far&lt;br /&gt;Through all that may come&lt;br /&gt;And all that may go&lt;br /&gt;I walk beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when everything is wrong&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when hopelessness surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the sun will rise again&lt;br /&gt;The tide you swim against will carry you back home&lt;br /&gt;So don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Don't give in&lt;br /&gt;I walk beside you&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far&lt;br /&gt;Through all that may come&lt;br /&gt;And all that may go&lt;br /&gt;I walk beside you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-8540546046025267572?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8540546046025267572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=8540546046025267572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8540546046025267572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8540546046025267572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/theres-story-in-your-eyes-i-can-see.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7272466626617809222</id><published>2008-04-08T15:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T15:23:09.598-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pensando....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia vou por todas as músicas que me fazem sentir saudades aqui, acho que vai dar quase um trilhão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semana de provas.&lt;br /&gt;Segunda -feira comecei na escolinha do Leblon. Toda seg e quar ade 6:00 as 7:00.&lt;br /&gt;Criancas de 5 anos de idade, super fofinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansiosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem saco algum pr apitar hj =/&lt;br /&gt;Nem pra treinar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vontade de "hibernar".&lt;br /&gt;(*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7272466626617809222?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7272466626617809222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7272466626617809222&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7272466626617809222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7272466626617809222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/pensando.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-6939769396408834046</id><published>2008-04-07T12:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T12:50:19.322-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amor Pra Recomeçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(0);"&gt;Eu&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(2);"&gt;te&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(4);"&gt;desejo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(6);"&gt;não&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(8);"&gt;parar&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(10);"&gt;tão&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(12);"&gt;cedo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(16);"&gt;Pois&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(18);"&gt;toda&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(20);"&gt;idade&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(22);"&gt;tem&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(24);"&gt;prazer&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(26);"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(28);"&gt;medo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(32);"&gt;E&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(34);"&gt;com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(36);"&gt;os&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(38);"&gt;que&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(40);"&gt;erram&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(42);"&gt;feio&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(44);"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(46);"&gt;bastante&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(50);"&gt;Que&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(52);"&gt;você&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(54);"&gt;consiga&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(56);"&gt;ser&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(58);"&gt;tolerante&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(62);"&gt;Quando&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(64);"&gt;você&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(66);"&gt;ficar&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(68);"&gt;triste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(72);"&gt;Que&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(74);"&gt;seja&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(76);"&gt;por&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(78);"&gt;um&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(80);"&gt;dia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(84);"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(86);"&gt;não&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(88);"&gt;o&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(90);"&gt;ano&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(92);"&gt;inteiro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(96);"&gt;E&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(98);"&gt;que&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(100);"&gt;você&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(102);"&gt;descubra&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(104);"&gt;que&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(106);"&gt;rir&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(108);"&gt;é&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(110);"&gt;bom&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(116);"&gt;mas&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(118);"&gt;que&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(120);"&gt;rir&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(122);"&gt;de&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(124);"&gt;tudo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(126);"&gt;é&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(128);"&gt;desespero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(134);"&gt;Desejo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(136);"&gt;que&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(138);"&gt;você&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(140);"&gt;tenha&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(142);"&gt;quem&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(144);"&gt;amar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(148);"&gt;E&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(150);"&gt;quando&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(152);"&gt;estiver&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(154);"&gt;bem&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(156);"&gt;cansado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(160);"&gt;Ainda&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(164);"&gt;exista&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(166);"&gt;amor&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(168);"&gt;pra&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(170);"&gt;recomeçar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(174);"&gt;Pra&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(176);"&gt;recomeçar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(182);"&gt;Eu&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(184);"&gt;te&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(186);"&gt;desejo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(190);"&gt;muitos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(192);"&gt;amigos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(196);"&gt;Mas&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(198);"&gt;que&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(200);"&gt;em&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(202);"&gt;um&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(204);"&gt;você&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(206);"&gt;possa&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(387);"&gt;but&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(389);"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(392);"&gt;For&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(394);"&gt;all&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(396);"&gt;my&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(398);"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(401);"&gt;When&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(403);"&gt;you're&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(405);"&gt;with&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(407);"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(410);"&gt;Baby&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(412);"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(414);"&gt;skies&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(416);"&gt;will&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(418);"&gt;be&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(420);"&gt;blue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(423);"&gt;For&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(425);"&gt;all&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(427);"&gt;my&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:muda_palavra(429);"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-8077636643185088074?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8077636643185088074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=8077636643185088074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8077636643185088074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/8077636643185088074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-together-imagine-me-and-you-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4035030267556634333</id><published>2008-04-06T10:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:40:31.174-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beber , cair e levantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umpf, caidíssimo o show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao sei se foram saudades, mas nem foi tao bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;queria voltar....&lt;br /&gt;umpf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu dedinho roxo, minhas costas doendo muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raciocinio e leitura amanha.....hummmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4035030267556634333?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4035030267556634333/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4035030267556634333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4035030267556634333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4035030267556634333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/beber-cair-e-levantar.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7229032872977459578</id><published>2008-04-03T22:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:01:36.609-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVA ERA</title><content type='html'>De alguma maneira eu sei que as coisas vão mudar. Novas fronteiras no caminho,encontre um sentido para sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo acabado, as dores e mentiras, frescos ventos de esperança nos levaram adiante.&lt;br /&gt;Eternidade é um lugar que você tem de guardar em mente, não há como limitar nossos objetivos.&lt;br /&gt;Encontraremos um motivo para crer, encarando a Nova Era&lt;br /&gt;Llevantem-se!Encontre um sentido para sua vida, não há como limitar nossos objetivos&lt;br /&gt;Nova Era é a passagem por sua mente, e para sempre você pode achar tempos melhores.&lt;br /&gt;Nova Era traz os anjos de volta à vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVA ERA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************88888888&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7229032872977459578?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-393970882107233347</id><published>2008-04-02T13:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T14:10:20.551-03:00</updated><title type='text'>harder to breathe</title><content type='html'>How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable&lt;br /&gt;So condescending unnecessarily critical&lt;br /&gt;I have the tendency of getting very physical&lt;br /&gt;So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a&lt;br /&gt;miracle&lt;br /&gt;You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here&lt;br /&gt;This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear&lt;br /&gt;You want to stay but you know very well I want you&lt;br /&gt;gone&lt;br /&gt;Not fit to fucking tread the ground I'm walking on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder&lt;br /&gt;and harder to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you are doing is screwing things up inside my&lt;br /&gt;head&lt;br /&gt;You should know better you never listened to a word I&lt;br /&gt;said&lt;br /&gt;Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat&lt;br /&gt;Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love&lt;br /&gt;You'll understand what I mean when I say&lt;br /&gt;There's no way we're gonna give up&lt;br /&gt;Does it kill&lt;br /&gt;Does it burn&lt;br /&gt;Is it painful to learn&lt;br /&gt;That it's me that have all the control&lt;br /&gt;Does it thrill&lt;br /&gt;Does it sting&lt;br /&gt;When you feel what I bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-393970882107233347?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/393970882107233347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=393970882107233347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/393970882107233347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/393970882107233347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/04/harder-to-breathe.html' title='harder to breathe'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7365353477838060166</id><published>2008-03-31T21:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:44:46.391-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1 ano&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12 meses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;365 dias&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;525600 minutos &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31536000 segundos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7365353477838060166?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7365353477838060166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7365353477838060166&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7365353477838060166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7365353477838060166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/1-ano-12-meses-365-dias-525600-minutos.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7036879311575070264</id><published>2008-03-30T22:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:45:41.599-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Acredite</title><content type='html'>Acredite nas pessoas... Naquelas que possuem algo mais... Aquelas que, às vezes, a gente confunde com anjos e outras coisas mais... Digo daquelas pessoas que existem em nossas vidas e enchem nosso espaço com pequenas alegrias e grandes atitudes... Falo daquelas que te olham nos olhos quando precisam ser verdadeiras, tecendo elogios, que pedem desculpas com a simplicidade de uma criança...Pessoas firmes... Verdadeiras, transparentes, amigas, ingênuas... Que com um sorriso, um beijos, um abraço, uma palavra de faz feliz... Aquelas que erram... Acertam... Não tem vergonha de dizer não sei... aquelas que sonham... Aquelas amigas... Aquelas que passam pela vida deixando sua marca, saudades, aquelas que fazem à diferença... Aquelas que vivem intensamente um grande amor...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas ACREDITE......&lt;br /&gt;by Deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Desconfie do destino e acredite em você. Gaste mais horas realizando que sonhando, fazendo que planejando, vivendo que esperando....Porque, embora quem quase morre esteja vivo, quem quase vive , já morreu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Luiz_Fernando_Verissimo/"&gt;Luiz Fernando Veríssimo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7036879311575070264?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7036879311575070264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7036879311575070264&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7036879311575070264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7036879311575070264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/acredite.html' title='Acredite'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-1558147249002029753</id><published>2008-03-28T21:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:17:13.071-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatas extraordinarias</title><content type='html'>(Caetano Veloso)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor me pegou&lt;br /&gt;E eu não descanso enquanto não pegar&lt;br /&gt;Aquela criatura&lt;br /&gt;Saio na noite à procura&lt;br /&gt;O batidão do meu coração na pista escura&lt;br /&gt;Se pego, ui me entrego e fui&lt;br /&gt;Será que ela quererá, será que ela quer&lt;br /&gt;Será que meu sonho influi&lt;br /&gt;Será que meu plano é bom&lt;br /&gt;Será que é no tom&lt;br /&gt;Será que ele se conclui&lt;br /&gt;E as gatas extraordinárias que&lt;br /&gt;Andam nos meios onde ela flui&lt;br /&gt;Será que ela evolui&lt;br /&gt;Será que ela evolui&lt;br /&gt;E se ela evoluir, será que isso me inclui&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que pegar, tenho que pegar&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que pegar essa criatura&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que pegar, tenho que pegar&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que pegar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-1558147249002029753?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2763292276288846948</id><published>2008-03-27T23:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:54:36.315-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doação de sangue frustrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 vez que tento fazer uma boa ação, mostrar que sou cidadã......e não consigo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parei até de tentar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2763292276288846948?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2763292276288846948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4925117456542375746</id><published>2008-03-25T18:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:22:58.659-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Beijo</title><content type='html'>Você se lembra do primeiro beijo?&lt;br /&gt;Não aquele com 12 anos de idade, que provavelmente foi um celinho. Mas O primeiro beijo, nao importa se já tinha beijado antes outros alguéns. O que importa é O primeiro beijo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há beijo como O primeiro. Podem haver melhores, podem haver piores, mas jamais um beijo será como O primeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Esse vai ser sempre marcante, O primeiro beijo é O especial....O segundo é ajustável, mas O primeiiro inconfundível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro beijo é imediatamente tombado pelo patrimônio emocional assim que termina. Quando voce vai ver parece que está sendo tragada pelo seu estômago mas na verdade sao as borboletas que estao assanhadas...Elas nao param, parece mágica. Dançam um balé perfeito, indo e vindo, felizes da vida. Com certeza aprenderam com Ana Botafogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não pode ser melhorado ou imitado, jamais deixará de ser uma lembrança presente e viva.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os sons daquele minuto de silêncio que precede o primeiro beijo vão gritar na memória por muitos anos, quem sabe para sempre. Nesse caso certamente o "pra sempre" existe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os olhares fechados ( ou abertos em alguns casos), pensam e repassam filmes de comédias românticas, como se voce estivesse dentro de um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há beijo como O primeiro porque ele é único. Todos os outros podem ser comparados, imitados, repetidos. Mas não O primeiro. Porque no primeiro beijo tudo começa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro beijo é o prefácio de uma paixão anunciada ou inesperada. O primeiro beijo após um toque se torna ainda mais especial.&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro beijo ainda que esperado, ansiado sempre se torna uma supresa agradável e inesperada.&lt;br /&gt;Nao há beijo como O primeiro beijo.&lt;br /&gt;De maneira certa ou torta.&lt;br /&gt;Como o primeiro beijo não há outro. Porque é nele que se descobre que a vida sempre se renova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembrar do primeiro beijo, é lembrar da alegria em ter seu alguém especial com voce. É lembrar que tudo vale a pena.&lt;br /&gt;Pense mais no primeiro beijo, sinta o primeiro beijo. E sempre beije como se fosse O Primeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4925117456542375746?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4925117456542375746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4925117456542375746&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4925117456542375746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4925117456542375746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/o-beijo.html' title='O Beijo'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-510900933257223319</id><published>2008-03-25T12:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T12:39:54.433-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going down in flames</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Don't tell me what to think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't care this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't tell me what you believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you won't be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To catch me when I fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you'll need me when I'm not here at all&lt;br /&gt;Miss me when I'm gone again&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down in flames&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into this again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down in flames&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into this again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't tell me how life is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't really don't want to know&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me how this game ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause we'll just see how it goes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch me when I fall&lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;strong&gt;you'll need me when I'm not here at all&lt;br /&gt;Miss me when I'm gone again&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down in flames&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into this again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down in flames&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into this again,&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm all the way down here&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling down again&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down in flames&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into this again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm all the way down here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-510900933257223319?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/510900933257223319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=510900933257223319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/510900933257223319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/510900933257223319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-going-down-in-flames.html' title='I&apos;m going down in flames'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-5093829514565573506</id><published>2008-03-24T12:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:08:40.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/R-fHlyEgsSI/AAAAAAAAAZw/gz9Y_HecXR0/s1600-h/Hemanoteu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181329348222824738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/R-fHlyEgsSI/AAAAAAAAAZw/gz9Y_HecXR0/s320/Hemanoteu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hermanoteu na Terra de Godah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver a peça sem nenhuma pretensão e nem sabia sobre o roteito inclusive. O pouco que eu vi foi um vídeo no youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDVGq69QHfY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDVGq69QHfY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo vídeo achei interessante e resolvi ver pessoalmente.... Nao deixa a desejar, é divertidíssima a peça.&lt;br /&gt;Quem tiver a oportunidade nao deixer de assistir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de ir pro teatro, eu fui ao cinema ver Na natureza Selvagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse sim sai bemmmm decepcionada do cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo pra ser um filme em que vc quer por a mochila atrás das costas...mas nao passa do auter-ego do personagem principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemaemcena.com.br/FICHA_FILME.ASPX?ID_FILME=5119&amp;amp;aba=detalhe"&gt;http://www.cinemaemcena.com.br/FICHA_FILME.ASPX?ID_FILME=5119&amp;amp;aba=detalhe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em criticas explica exatamente o que o filme quis passar....&lt;br /&gt;Bem.. minha super vontade de ver um filme motivante para colocar um mochilao nas costas...vai ficar pra proxima!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-5093829514565573506?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5093829514565573506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=5093829514565573506&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5093829514565573506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/5093829514565573506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/hermanoteu-na-terra-de-godah-fui-ver.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/R-fHlyEgsSI/AAAAAAAAAZw/gz9Y_HecXR0/s72-c/Hemanoteu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7077243144139911268</id><published>2008-03-23T09:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T09:36:44.982-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/R-ZOhiEgsRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/-PehUbjFmkA/s1600-h/easter-eggs-in-grass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180914759324709138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/R-ZOhiEgsRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/-PehUbjFmkA/s320/easter-eggs-in-grass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter is the most important religious feast in the &lt;a title="Christianity" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christianity"&gt;Christian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Liturgical year" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liturgical_year"&gt;liturgical year&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; It is belived by the Christians to be the &lt;a title="Resurrection appearances of Jesus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resurrection_appearances_of_Jesus"&gt;resurrection of Jesus&lt;/a&gt;, which Christians believe occurred on the third &lt;a title="Day" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Day"&gt;day&lt;/a&gt; after his &lt;a title="Death and resurrection of Jesus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_and_resurrection_of_Jesus"&gt;crucifixion&lt;/a&gt; around &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Anno domini" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anno_domini"&gt;AD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="33" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/33"&gt;33&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; Many non-religious cultural elements have become part of the holiday, and those aspects are often celebrated by many Christians.&lt;br /&gt;Easter also refers to the &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Easter season" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter_season"&gt;season&lt;/a&gt; of the church year called &lt;a title="Eastertide" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eastertide"&gt;Eastertide&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Easter season" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter_season"&gt;Easter Season&lt;/a&gt;. Traditionally the Easter Season lasted for the forty days from Easter Day until &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Ascension of Jesus Christ" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ascension_of_Jesus_Christ"&gt;Ascension&lt;/a&gt; Day but now officially lasts for the fifty days until &lt;a title="Pentecost" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pentecost"&gt;Pentecost&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The first week of the Easter Season is known as Easter Week or the &lt;a title="Octave of Easter" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Octave_of_Easter"&gt;Octave of Easter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom era qdo nao sabíamos de religiao e somente procurávamos os ovinho escondidos pela casa toda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7077243144139911268?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7077243144139911268/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7077243144139911268&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7077243144139911268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7077243144139911268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-is-most-important-religious.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/R-ZOhiEgsRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/-PehUbjFmkA/s72-c/easter-eggs-in-grass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-439368634644667921</id><published>2008-03-22T20:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:54:55.599-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um amor de tesouro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/R-WbhyEgsQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZIJLAO1O3WM/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/R-WbhyEgsQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZIJLAO1O3WM/s320/amor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180717951038304514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinema,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amor de tesouro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://g1.globo.com/Noticias/Cinema/0,,MUL357082-7086,00.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se nao fosse pelo fato de a cada 5 minutos eles relembrarem que estao na Florida, mas precisamente em Key West acredito que eu ia gostar mais do filme.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porem pra quem nao liga em ouvir esses nomes o tempo todo, o filme é bem pipoca. Comedia romantica sem proposito mas divertidinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pascoa amanha&lt;br /&gt;nao como chocolate&lt;br /&gt;nao sou catolica&lt;br /&gt;e ainda nem to no espírito pascoal(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo assim:&lt;br /&gt;BOA PASCOA PRA QUEM GOSTA DE  UMA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-439368634644667921?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/439368634644667921/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=439368634644667921&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/439368634644667921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/439368634644667921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/um-amor-de-tesouro.html' title='Um amor de tesouro'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CMSuDelq_1M/R-WbhyEgsQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZIJLAO1O3WM/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-1907105469791407795</id><published>2008-03-21T13:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T14:07:09.581-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><content type='html'>**RELATOS DE ALGUMAS CELEBRIDADES SOBRE A FELICIDADE **&lt;br /&gt;(* logo após o meu comoentário sobre a felicidade deles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Era tremendamente feliz porque sentia que tinha uma dívida eterna, que nunca poderia pagar, e, no entanto, esforçava-se por pagá-la&lt;/strong&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;(Chesterton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Meio estranho vc ser feliz pq tem uma dívida eterna, imagina dever as casas bahia eternamente? Eu seria mais feliz qdo terminasse de pagar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Qual é o lugar do homem? Onde os seus irmãos precisarem dele"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(Madre Teresa de Calcutá)&lt;br /&gt;* 'E verdade, mas estao precisando de ajuda lá no governo, pra acabar com a bagunça.....Mas eu nao vou nao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Um bom arrependimento é a melhor medicina para as enfermidades da alma&lt;/strong&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;(Miguel de Cervantes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Melhor seria se vc nao tivesse que se arrepender de nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Há pessoas que choram por saberem que as rosas têm espinhos; outras há que sorriem por saberem que os espinhos têm rosas." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Autor desconhecido)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Verdade, eu vou tentar olhar realmente pelo lado metafórico da frase....Pq nao me entra na cabeça chorar pelas rosas. Choraria por outras coisas....mas ta bom, nao vou dar um hard time pro desconhecido.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;Feliz quem respira pelo nariz&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;( Fatima Emerson)&lt;br /&gt;* esse ai eu assino embaixo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wikipédia:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade, alegria, júbilo ou contentamento são termos que representam um &lt;a title="Sentimento" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sentimento"&gt;sentimento&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Humano" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humano"&gt;humano&lt;/a&gt; de bem-estar, euforia, empolgação, paz interna. O oposto de alegria é &lt;a title="Tristeza" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tristeza"&gt;tristeza&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Alegria é um sentimento agradável. Quando em grande quantidade gera empolgação ou inquietação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;A felicidade não está em viver, mas em saber viver.A cada dia que vivo, mais me convenço de que o desperdício da vida está no amor que não damos, nas forças que não usamos, na prudência egoísta que nada arrisca, e que, esquivando-se do sofrimento, perdemos também a felicidade&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Carlos Drummond de Andrade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;No mas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-1907105469791407795?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1907105469791407795/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=1907105469791407795&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/1907105469791407795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/1907105469791407795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/felicidade.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-2608349645211110173</id><published>2008-03-21T12:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T12:50:08.338-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I walk alone</title><content type='html'>Go tell the world I'm still aroundI didn't fly, I'm coming downyou are the wind, the only sound.&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone.  Every step I take I walk alone .My winter storm . Holding me awake . It's never gone. When &lt;strong&gt;I walk alone&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-2608349645211110173?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2608349645211110173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=2608349645211110173&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2608349645211110173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/2608349645211110173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-walk-alone.html' title='I walk alone'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-4135646053652443298</id><published>2008-03-21T12:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T12:29:48.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison</title><content type='html'>Your cruel device&lt;br /&gt;Your blood, like ice&lt;br /&gt;One look could kill&lt;br /&gt;My pain, your thrill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to love you but I better not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Touch&lt;/strong&gt; (don't touch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to hold you but my senses&lt;br /&gt;Tell me to stop&lt;br /&gt;I want to kiss you but I want it too&lt;br /&gt;Much&lt;/strong&gt; (too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to taste you but your lips&lt;br /&gt;Are venomous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poison&lt;br /&gt;You're poison running through my&lt;br /&gt;Veins&lt;br /&gt;You're poison, I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Break these chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your mouth, so hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Your web, I'm caught&lt;br /&gt;Your skin, so wet&lt;br /&gt;Black lace on sweat&lt;br /&gt;I hear you calling and its needles&lt;br /&gt;And pins (and pins)&lt;br /&gt;I want to hurt you just to hear you&lt;br /&gt;Screaming my name&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to touch you but&lt;br /&gt;You're under my skin (deep in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to kiss you but your lips&lt;br /&gt;Are venomous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-4135646053652443298?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4135646053652443298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=4135646053652443298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4135646053652443298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/4135646053652443298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/poison.html' title='Poison'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-7101064070261077597</id><published>2008-03-20T17:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T18:02:04.569-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudar</title><content type='html'>Mudar significa evoluir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantos de nós não somos resistentes a mudanças? Mudar dá trabalho, cansa, tira o sossego e assusta. Quantos de nós não nos acomodamos a determinadas situações e condições pelo medo do desconhecido? Mudar de casa, de trabalho, de namorado, de vida, de estilo, de visual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É minha gente, para que determinadas coisas aconteçam em nossas vidas além da coragem e determinação é preciso muita ousadia. Ninguém gosta de errar deliberadamente. Queremos sempre acertar. Não queremos sofrer, passar por apuros e tão pouco provocar sofrimento em outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes ficamos presos, estagnados a uma rotina, a um certo padrão para não correr nenhum risco. E como diz o ditado: "Quem não arrisca não petisca".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente nos vemos em situações em que a vida e não perdoa uma hesitação, uma vacilada. Quando estas coisas acontecem acabamos entrando no ritmo e, aos poucos, vamos nos adaptando ao novo, ao que era aparentemente difícil, quase próximo ao impossível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é rara a surpresa, mas a boa surpresa. Nos surpreendemos com nossa força, nosso caráter, nosso dinamismo e empenho que estavam adormecidos e banalizados pela apatia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos tudo? Quase sempre sim... Não nos conhecemos e nem tão pouco nos acreditamos. É mais fácil conhecer o outro, falar do outro, perceber o outro. Não nos observamos o bastante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observamos sempre o que vem de fora. Estamos atentos ao trânsito, mercado financeiro, alta do dólar, violência urbana, problemas familiares, enfim, prestamos muita atenção às interferências externas que nos perturbam e nos fazem adotar outras atitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando paramos e começamos a prestar um pouco mais de atenção em nossas emoções e necessidades simplesmente as negligenciamos frente a uma prioridade circunstancial e invariavelmente externa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuramos o dentista quando o dente dói. Procuramos o médico quando o corpo já está doente. Procuramos economizar quando o dinheiro começa a faltar. A partir do instante que criamos coragem para nos enfrentar muita mudança pode acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mudar implica em decidir e decisão é coisa de gente grande. Quando há uma decisão, não importa o tempo para sua concretização e efetivação. Uma mudança interna ocorre e nos levará a assumir um comportamento, a tomar uma atitude que por si só é muito positiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A vida é um grande espetáculo do qual fazemos parte do elenco"&lt;br /&gt;Praticamente Chaplin&lt;br /&gt;Somente espere os aplausos...e espere a cortina fechar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe um ditado chinês que diz o seguinte:&lt;br /&gt;" Ele não sabia que era capaz, só conseguiu, pois ninguém o avisou sobre isto... ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal é bom ou nao mudar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7101064070261077597?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7101064070261077597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7101064070261077597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7101064070261077597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7101064070261077597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/2008/03/mudar.html' title='Mudar'/><author><name>*Silly*</name><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/_CMSuDelq_1M/SeuhCwR4r-I/AAAAAAAAElo/2584SGiO0_k/S220/_Smile_by_Heures_Perdues.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7788158092169671389.post-3025705500420285930</id><published>2008-03-20T16:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T16:06:17.957-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nessas horas , só Los Hermanos</title><content type='html'>Pois É&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, não deu&lt;br /&gt;Deixa assim como está sereno&lt;br /&gt;Pois é de Deus&lt;br /&gt;Tudo aquilo que não se pode ver&lt;br /&gt;E ao amanhã a gente não diz&lt;br /&gt;E ao coração que teima em bater&lt;br /&gt;avisa que é de se entregar o viver (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, até&lt;br /&gt;Onde o destino não previu&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais, atrás vou até onde eu conseguir&lt;br /&gt;Deixa o amanhã e a gente sorri&lt;br /&gt;Que o coração já quer descansar&lt;br /&gt;Clareia minha vida, amor, no olhar (2x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-3025705500420285930?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3025705500420285930/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=3025705500420285930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/3025705500420285930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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vir&lt;br /&gt;Tenaz assim&lt;br /&gt;Feito passarim&lt;br /&gt;É de mágica&lt;br /&gt;Que eu dobro a vida em flor&lt;br /&gt;Assim&lt;br /&gt;E ao senhor de iludir&lt;br /&gt;Manda avisar&lt;br /&gt;Que esse daqui&lt;br /&gt;Tem muito mais&lt;br /&gt;Amor pra dar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7788158092169671389-7018285088463573821?l=sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillynopaisdasmaravilhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7018285088463573821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7788158092169671389&amp;postID=7018285088463573821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7788158092169671389/posts/default/7018285088463573821'/><link rel='self' 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