<?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-5062700936103722840</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:35:17.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente Manuela II-O meu outro lado mais obscuro</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JUddpYb1TwQ/Tzp0imQKG8I/AAAAAAAAJ3I/LU8QiSXjBp0/s1600/3144_DSCN1221.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JUddpYb1TwQ/Tzp0imQKG8I/AAAAAAAAJ3I/LU8QiSXjBp0/s400/3144_DSCN1221.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá Longe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duas colinas verdejantes&lt;br /&gt;São o teu olhar no meu&lt;br /&gt;Prados cheios de flores, cheiros e cores&lt;br /&gt;Correndo, vejo-me neles&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo de leve as plumas suaves&lt;br /&gt;Tocando nas pétalas de carmim e cetim&lt;br /&gt;Inalo teu cheiro com tamanha vontade......&lt;br /&gt;Acordo era um sonho tornado realidade .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manuela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-5099174878628903744?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JUddpYb1TwQ/Tzp0imQKG8I/AAAAAAAAJ3I/LU8QiSXjBp0/s72-c/3144_DSCN1221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-2760466020755183414</id><published>2012-02-14T06:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T06:36:01.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoL6BhpUYNU/TzpuYSCogVI/AAAAAAAAJ3A/RhV9qQh3HkA/s1600/sad_poseidon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoL6BhpUYNU/TzpuYSCogVI/AAAAAAAAJ3A/RhV9qQh3HkA/s400/sad_poseidon.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um ano,&lt;br /&gt;Mais um dia, um mês, uma hora.&lt;br /&gt;Simples melodia tocada pela vida fora.&lt;br /&gt;Tic, Tac.....o relógio marca o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Só não marca este meu lamento.&lt;br /&gt;Desejo por cumprir,&lt;br /&gt;o lamentar do sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Promessas levam o vento.&lt;br /&gt;Lá dizia o pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;Desespero de sentir só e triste.&lt;br /&gt;Escuridão que persiste.&lt;br /&gt;Vai e volta a melancolia.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta vida triste e fria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manuela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lLSvNEHN6E?version=3&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lLSvNEHN6E?version=3&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShkO-Fo8fj0/TwdbtnnNxDI/AAAAAAAAJ0o/L35Az3QkhIs/s1600/dear_darkness_by_abanna-d4ep8qb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShkO-Fo8fj0/TwdbtnnNxDI/AAAAAAAAJ0o/L35Az3QkhIs/s320/dear_darkness_by_abanna-d4ep8qb.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deixo-te ir,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mesmo que tudo se acabe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mesmo que tudo desapareça&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prefiro sofrer para sempre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do que sentir que sofres&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do que sentir que me queres&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Impossível esta paixão&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Impossível esta certeza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De tudo ser em vão&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Até a tua presença&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obrigado pelos momentos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Felizes e menos bons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obrigado por tudo o que me deste&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deixo aqui a minha angústia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De sofrer a cada minuto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pensando que tudo seria meu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pensando que eu era tudo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Afinal engano meu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Julgando que me amavas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apenas por ser eu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Engano doce engano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Agora vejo mas recuso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sou apenas um intruso&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manuela ( 01-2012)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-6416682563669434810?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ShkO-Fo8fj0/TwdbtnnNxDI/AAAAAAAAJ0o/L35Az3QkhIs/s72-c/dear_darkness_by_abanna-d4ep8qb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-858584711594569421</id><published>2011-12-18T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T17:20:54.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dor de Alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdSF4ZfR5rQ/Tu6QTiPamjI/AAAAAAAAJzU/rjYg9CozY80/s1600/___Gothic_Eternity____by_MorbidiaMorthel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;A minha dor persiste&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ninguém calcula&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Só quem sente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;A dor de alma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Entristece para sempre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manuela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-858584711594569421?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/feeds/858584711594569421/comments/default' title='Enviar 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abre as tuas mãos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sedentas de amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abre as tuas mãos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sedentas de desejo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pois minha alma se flama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E Pede da tua boca um beijo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sente-me cair em teu corpo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ardente, suado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixa-me sentir teu amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sedento do meu ser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Triste e cansado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alma errante a minha&lt;br /&gt;deseja na tua viver&lt;br /&gt;Sermos um só corpo&lt;br /&gt;E para sempre até morrer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manuela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Saudade doi&lt;br /&gt;como doi meu coração&lt;br /&gt;De ti sinto amor&lt;br /&gt;De ti sinto paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partistes sem despedir&lt;br /&gt;Triste fiquei sem ti&lt;br /&gt;Um vazio imenso deixás-te&lt;br /&gt;Sem te ter morri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que nunca mais te verei&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de te recordar&lt;br /&gt;Teu rosto tenho na mente&lt;br /&gt;Teu rosto e teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorri sempre na vida&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu também sorrirei&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu morrer&lt;br /&gt;Concerteza te encontrarei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manuela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HJTCddV9FEg" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-5001364150894878007?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WKHa9bWs6lE/TlV-Eu3GucI/AAAAAAAAJp8/NjWZCMCVj4s/s72-c/Dark_angel-529763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-833302253301767483</id><published>2011-06-09T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T06:23:12.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fugir de ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o3BCAyJD6k8/TfDJOeV3x1I/AAAAAAAAJnw/bZ6hzh_qgug/s1600/248948_216329681732063_128748367156862_738051_8381380_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o3BCAyJD6k8/TfDJOeV3x1I/AAAAAAAAJnw/bZ6hzh_qgug/s320/248948_216329681732063_128748367156862_738051_8381380_n.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não dá mais fingir,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não dá mais chorar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desisto do sonho,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desisto de amar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esperei um momento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De ser um dia tua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não tenho mais nada do que sofrimento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A minha alma está nua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momentos alegres e tristes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todos nós sentimos um dia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida comtinua e breve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo sendo uma agonia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solidão da Alma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solidão que não tem cura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rasga por dentro tudo o que tenho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sofro mergulhada na penura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-833302253301767483?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/feeds/833302253301767483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062700936103722840&amp;postID=833302253301767483&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/833302253301767483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Fraqueza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vcFETucXE3o/TXF36AmhoRI/AAAAAAAAJm8/nfeNIsJtV6s/s1600/4008037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vcFETucXE3o/TXF36AmhoRI/AAAAAAAAJm8/nfeNIsJtV6s/s400/4008037.jpg" width="342" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enfraqueço já não sinto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De tanto doer até minto,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A entranha sangra&amp;nbsp;ferida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esvaindo-se&amp;nbsp;perdendo a vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou o que nunca fui,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serei o que nunca quis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fui o que nunca esperei.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ainda sou o que nada fiz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serena vou correndo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na alma salgada e fria.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas veias vão escorrendo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Torrentes de agonia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na areia da praia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Descalça vou andando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;procurando no horizonte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teu olhar navegando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Triste este poema&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alma triunfante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desespero quanto baste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coração sempre errante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Imagem :olhares.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-6518417934246391464?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/feeds/6518417934246391464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062700936103722840&amp;postID=6518417934246391464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/6518417934246391464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/6518417934246391464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2011/03/fraqueza.html' title='Fraqueza'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vcFETucXE3o/TXF36AmhoRI/AAAAAAAAJm8/nfeNIsJtV6s/s72-c/4008037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-8168522175262083666</id><published>2011-02-18T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T14:27:28.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/i%20miss%20you" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="i miss you Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i410.photobucket.com/albums/pp190/FindStuff2/Love/I%20miss%20you/love-sick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque te vais, amor meu?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque te escondes na penumbra?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque será que nunca te encontro?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem no Mar, nem na espuma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sobre as rochas,meu coração despedaça-se.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em mil bocados, teus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sim porque tu moras nele,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nele e nos olhos meus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu és quem eu procuro,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu és quem eu quero,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu és o amor que eu queria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem ti eu desespero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volta para a minha luz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;volta para o meu mar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesta vida tão dura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pudera eu te abraçar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caminhos cruzados mas separados.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;num segundo nos encontrámos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesse encontro tão intenso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como duas galaxias em suspenso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noutra vida talvez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talvez um dia nos veremos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talvez um dia te beije&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo depois de morrermos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqui fica o meu testemunho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqui digo e comento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paixão minha não te vás&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Repara no meu sofrimento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-8168522175262083666?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/feeds/8168522175262083666/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062700936103722840&amp;postID=8168522175262083666&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/8168522175262083666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/8168522175262083666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2011/02/porque-te-vais-amor-meu-porque-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-5929790374686986746</id><published>2011-02-16T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T11:56:28.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procuro-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6EyipvUnGkk/TVwrRnDBQ-I/AAAAAAAAJlQ/DMz7_zhNS5A/s1600/811875nd68c77axv.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6EyipvUnGkk/TVwrRnDBQ-I/AAAAAAAAJlQ/DMz7_zhNS5A/s320/811875nd68c77axv.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sentido Sentimento que procuro,&lt;br /&gt;Em mim reflete a monotonia,&lt;br /&gt;Tua alma nunca encontro..&lt;br /&gt;Vive dentro de mim a agonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamento e dor soltam lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Meu pensamento Sombrio.&lt;br /&gt;Lá fora a chuva cai..´&lt;br /&gt;Cá dentro o vazio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde andas alma minha&lt;br /&gt;No cais do futuro&lt;br /&gt;Sobre a areia descalça&lt;br /&gt;E no mar te procuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofrega sem ar&lt;br /&gt;Te quero em mim&lt;br /&gt;Penetrar-me no olhar&lt;br /&gt;E ser amor sem fim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r7rF2EZ0A_0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r7rF2EZ0A_0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2011/02/procuro-te.html' title='Procuro-te'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6EyipvUnGkk/TVwrRnDBQ-I/AAAAAAAAJlQ/DMz7_zhNS5A/s72-c/811875nd68c77axv.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-6071415245072815950</id><published>2010-12-21T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:31:55.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrásta-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TRFhu32ThlI/AAAAAAAAJjE/Adiv_9jLU5Q/s1600/gothicphotos85_20070402_1544629062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TRFhu32ThlI/AAAAAAAAJjE/Adiv_9jLU5Q/s400/gothicphotos85_20070402_1544629062.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deito-me lentamente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na fria pedra da calçada,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que mais me queres, ...não sou nada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrancáste-me o ser,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já nada sou,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem serei...até morrer..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morro para aqui desanimada,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sangrando pela estrada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com a morte difusa no olhar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busco-te, mas retorno sem nunca&amp;nbsp;te encontrar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não tenho culpa se me penetrás-te o ser...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem me dera antes Morrer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pobre de mim já nada valho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ando e vivo sou um frangalho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNkQZZCAOCI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNkQZZCAOCI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letra:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu estou desistindo do fantasma do amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para as sombras lançadas em devoção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela é a única que eu adoro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Credo da minha sufocação silenciosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quebre este feitiço agridoce em mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdido nos braços do destino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agridoce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu não vou desistir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu estou possuído por ela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu estou rumando seu caminho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela tornou-se minha maldição&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quebre este feitiço agridoce em mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdido nos braços do destino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agridoce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quero somente você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E eu preciso de você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu estou precisando de você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quebre este feitiço agridoce em mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdido nos braços do destino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quebre este feitiço agridoce em mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdido nos braços do destino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agridoce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Arrásta-me'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TRFhu32ThlI/AAAAAAAAJjE/Adiv_9jLU5Q/s72-c/gothicphotos85_20070402_1544629062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-4140232392203337550</id><published>2010-12-17T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T04:59:41.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Não quero mais....porque é demais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TQteZA2yUfI/AAAAAAAAJi0/U_yRrIBLgk8/s1600/retorno.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TQteZA2yUfI/AAAAAAAAJi0/U_yRrIBLgk8/s400/retorno.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não quero mais saber de ti...porquê&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não quero mais saber de ti...demais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabes os meus dias...ultimamente são sempre iguais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não quero saber se me escutas ou me vês&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não quero saber se comentas os meus porquês,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabes a minha vida é demais,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivo a mil duzentos e tais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falas tudo bem eu escuto...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas se repetes então eu luto,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nada do que dizes me importa, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;podes bem sair pela porta,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Graças a ti estou na merda,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;porque quem vai á guerra dá e leva,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;podes rir e gozar á vontade, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas quando menos esperares já será tarde...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PorquÊ???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não quero mais saber de ti...porquê&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não quero mais saber de ti...demais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabes os meus dias...ultimamente são sempre iguais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sgycukafqQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8sgycukafqQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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title='Não quero mais....porque é demais'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TQteZA2yUfI/AAAAAAAAJi0/U_yRrIBLgk8/s72-c/retorno.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-1597498265521045162</id><published>2010-12-07T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T18:20:55.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TP7rF_Iu9aI/AAAAAAAAJis/IOFXDFKwcK4/s1600/PALAVR%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TP7rF_Iu9aI/AAAAAAAAJis/IOFXDFKwcK4/s400/PALAVR%257E1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morri dentro de mim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas não tenho lágrimas para deitar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só Deus sabe o que sofri,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só Deus me pode curar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenho um buraco enorme, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu peito aberto, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desejo atroz me persegue,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem nunca ser satisfeito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque eu e mais ninguém,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neste caminho sem volta,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Paixão é o limite, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Morte&amp;nbsp; a derradeira&amp;nbsp;revolta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-1597498265521045162?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/feeds/1597498265521045162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062700936103722840&amp;postID=1597498265521045162&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/1597498265521045162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/1597498265521045162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2010/12/morri.html' title='Morri'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TP7rF_Iu9aI/AAAAAAAAJis/IOFXDFKwcK4/s72-c/PALAVR%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-715919311387819712</id><published>2010-11-29T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:12:19.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coração de Lama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TPP7CXrGoII/AAAAAAAAJio/Q5nNiPXD5GA/s1600/Stolen_soul_by_Dream_traveler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TPP7CXrGoII/AAAAAAAAJio/Q5nNiPXD5GA/s400/Stolen_soul_by_Dream_traveler.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os meus passos são de vidro,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;descalça sem me partir, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neste meu caminho o destino,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz gemer faz tenir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cruel vida que mostras, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cruzes , pedras e desgostos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vida triste que tu levas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lagrimas que correm no teu rosto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O coração é de lama,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de tanto ser amassado,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;já nem sangue derrama,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já nem bate compassado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em mim respira o pranto,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em mim rasga o sofrer,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meu rosto mostra o espanto,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de viver e querer morrer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-6740310040556901534</id><published>2010-10-31T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T04:57:51.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TM1ZmcCvgnI/AAAAAAAAJiE/YZFBYdURrAE/s1600/abused-sad-child1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TM1ZmcCvgnI/AAAAAAAAJiE/YZFBYdURrAE/s320/abused-sad-child1.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meras palavras saiem da tua boca,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desejos mudos sentimentos confusos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo o que dizes é podre,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo o que falas é difuso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ser igual nunca irás encontrar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem que corras mundo, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem que percorras o Mar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esperança perdi para sempre,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca me há-des tornar a sentir,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem meu cheiro cheirarás,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem&amp;nbsp;vês minha boca sorrir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Demónio que me arrancás-te,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A alma pura ficou nua,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o Coração arrancás-te,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ficou em cinza negra e escura.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TM1ZmcCvgnI/AAAAAAAAJiE/YZFBYdURrAE/s72-c/abused-sad-child1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-2839152164148854438</id><published>2010-09-30T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:33:20.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nobodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today I am dirty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to be pretty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I am dirty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to be pretty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are the nobodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we wanna be somebodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we're dead,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they'll know just who we are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are the nobodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we wanna be somebodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we're dead,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they'll know just who we are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday I was dirty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanted to be pretty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know now that I'm forever dirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday I was dirty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanted to be pretty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know now that I'm forever dirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are the nobodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we wanna be somebodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we're dead,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they'll know just who we are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are the nobodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we wanna be somebodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we're dead,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they'll know just who we are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some children died the other day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we fed machines and then we prayed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;puked up and down in morbid faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you should have seen the ratings that day (X2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(interlude) na nah nah nah na (X4)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are the nobodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanna be somebodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we're dead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they'll know just who we are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are the nobodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanna be somebodies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when we're dead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they'll know just who we are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are the 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/2839152164148854438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/2839152164148854438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2010/09/nobodies.html' title='The Nobodies'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TKTkbCI4_ZI/AAAAAAAAJhw/s6UzgmM76Q8/s72-c/1silencio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-6709735808042593558</id><published>2010-08-31T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T17:35:09.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TH2fgzYFJ4I/AAAAAAAAJgA/0m6F23LTaso/s1600/___what_your_soul_sings_by_don_paolo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TH2fgzYFJ4I/AAAAAAAAJgA/0m6F23LTaso/s400/___what_your_soul_sings_by_don_paolo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depois que a tempestade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu me pergunto por quanto tempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As nuvens limpas irao durar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu vi algo em seus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu tenho certeza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Oh baby) Eu vi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algo em seus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu queria isto para mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu assento e espero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tenho um olhar perdido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ainda esperando uma intervençao divina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para me levantar da minha cadeira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu vi algo em seus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu tenho certeza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Oh baby) Eu vi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algo em seus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voce e eu chegamos tao longe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nos alcançamos alem da estrela mais distante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;outra vez, outra vez e outra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu te quero de volta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voce era uma amiga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nao podemos fingir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu vi algo em seus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu tenho certeza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Oh baby) Eu vi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algo em seus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu queria isto para mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/EMQLwO8CjZs/hqdefault.jpg);" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-1502617513061036295</id><published>2010-06-10T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T08:23:19.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O sofrer do ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TBECz9xUsDI/AAAAAAAAJd8/K8-ZJeuqdKo/s1600/7f9dbe873f0ba1dc5a68fb1f194654c2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TBECz9xUsDI/AAAAAAAAJd8/K8-ZJeuqdKo/s400/7f9dbe873f0ba1dc5a68fb1f194654c2.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este meu ser que vive dentro de mim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Está escondido no meu peito,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um lamento pregado na Alma,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um sofer imenso de despeito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sofrer por sofrer,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não é bem assim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desde que nasci sofro,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Até que tenha um fim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só quem sabe o que vai na Alma,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só quem sofre sente,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E quem diz que nunca sofreu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concerteza é porque mente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UZjf9C6atT4&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UZjf9C6atT4&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" 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type='text'>Que faço eu aqui.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TAz0dTzV3fI/AAAAAAAAJd0/t69uP8-UbKw/s1600/Sexy_by_Neniii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/TAz0dTzV3fI/AAAAAAAAJd0/t69uP8-UbKw/s320/Sexy_by_Neniii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que fazer disto tudo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que trago no meu peito,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mágoas, tristezas e solidão,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo quando te deitas no meu leito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estou insegura,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem ter pés no chão,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No peito uma amargura,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na mão, um coração.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A ti te dou tudo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desde ternura a carinho,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E o que eu encontro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pedras no meu caminho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alguma vez eu verei,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A plena Felicidade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concerteza que nunca,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morrerei de Saudade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uiCRZLr9oRw&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Gelo da noite fria,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faz tremer o meu queixo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os dedos das mãos entorpecem,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oco o coração quando te deixo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vejo ao longe o Mar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sob o brilho da Lua,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesta noite fria e escura,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vagas de espuma a saltar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rodopios e tormentos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Levam-me nos sonhos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentidos e lamentos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caveiras e demónios medonhos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cruz onde estás?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vem para me socorrer,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não vês que estou perdida,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ...farta de sofrer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-2351234899019399695?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/feeds/2351234899019399695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062700936103722840&amp;postID=2351234899019399695&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/2351234899019399695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/2351234899019399695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2010/05/nua.html' title='Nua'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri0znzSceUs/TfDLTg4JMfI/AAAAAAAAJn4/Yv9GdYmhw0g/s72-c/rsz_michael-maier-fantasy-emotions-fear-contemporary-art-post-surrealism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-692431156683215775</id><published>2010-05-05T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T17:09:48.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suspensa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S0FRIPBXTlI/AAAAAAAAIoE/l5PfqOzmDG8/s1600-h/lifesuspended.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S0FRIPBXTlI/AAAAAAAAIoE/l5PfqOzmDG8/s400/lifesuspended.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida suspensa, trava o ódio,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desacordo da sintonia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vagas de dor dilacerantes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em sentida agonia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida suspensa, no ar flutua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alma negra, rude e escura.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sobre as chamas paira no ar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Levita ao som do crepitar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida suspensa, que vida?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Era o que querias? Mentira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida suspensa em ti paira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flama, queima, range e rasga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagem: Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-692431156683215775?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/feeds/692431156683215775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062700936103722840&amp;postID=692431156683215775&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/692431156683215775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/692431156683215775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2010/05/suspensa.html' title='Suspensa'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S0FRIPBXTlI/AAAAAAAAIoE/l5PfqOzmDG8/s72-c/lifesuspended.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-6300111245781756203</id><published>2010-05-02T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T11:31:00.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desilusão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S93Clo0qdkI/AAAAAAAAJZc/_1zhHzT1bvI/s1600/3646488.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S93Clo0qdkI/AAAAAAAAJZc/_1zhHzT1bvI/s640/3646488.jpg" tt="true" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como se pode amar tanto que leva á loucura?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amar e não ter retorno,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;frieza e desencontro,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tudo em mim é abandono,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;como um coração morto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palavras sem sentido,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dedos que não sentem,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;onde estás frio coração,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;onde estão os olhos que mentem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farta de caminhar sem destino,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;procuro o cruzamento do amor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;procuro, corro, sobre&amp;nbsp;a areia descalça,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só encontro o caminho da dor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rastejando vou seguindo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em tudo me leva á rotura,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coração frio volta para mim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volta enquanto o amor dura.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMv2nrZahD8&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMv2nrZahD8&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Linkin Park-New Divide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Imagem Olhares.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-6300111245781756203?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S93Clo0qdkI/AAAAAAAAJZc/_1zhHzT1bvI/s72-c/3646488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-1425079990038937930</id><published>2010-04-29T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:28:41.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9okEhyR9PI/AAAAAAAAJYk/xNs-Y6YQCR4/s1600/2319642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9okEhyR9PI/AAAAAAAAJYk/xNs-Y6YQCR4/s400/2319642.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crawling in my skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These wounds they will not heal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear is how I fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confusing what is real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consuming / Confusing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This lack of self control I fear is never ending,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Controlling / I can't seem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To find myself again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My walls are closing in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Mike](Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That there's just too much pressure to take)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve felt this way before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So insecure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crawling in my skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These wounds they will not heal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear is how I fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confusing what is real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Distracting/Reacting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Against my will I stand beside my own reflection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's haunting how I can't seem..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To find myself again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My walls are closing in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Mike](Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That there's just too much pressure to take)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've felt this way before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So insecure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crawling in my skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These wounds they will not heal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear is how I fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confusing what is real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crawling in my skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These wounds they will not heal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear is how I fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confusing confusing what is real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Mike][There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consuming]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chester][Confusing what is real]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Mike][This lack of self control I fear is never ending,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Controlling]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chester][Confusing what is real]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gd9OhYroLN0&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gd9OhYroLN0&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Linkin Park-Crawling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Imagem Olhares.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-1425079990038937930?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/feeds/1425079990038937930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5062700936103722840&amp;postID=1425079990038937930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/1425079990038937930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/1425079990038937930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2010/04/crawling.html' title='Crawling'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9okEhyR9PI/AAAAAAAAJYk/xNs-Y6YQCR4/s72-c/2319642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-277297892068477897</id><published>2010-04-26T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T03:15:25.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As mãos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9Vm_z7KUZI/AAAAAAAAJX0/S_t5rGcSJ_g/s1600/3651896.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9Vm_z7KUZI/AAAAAAAAJX0/S_t5rGcSJ_g/s400/3651896.jpg" tt="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carícias de Amor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gestos gentis que percorrem o meu corpo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volta amor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sei Quem és para mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haja o que houver, seremos Amor até ao fim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Levanta a tua face e olha-me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beija a minha&amp;nbsp;boca devagarinho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desejo-te sempre em mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu Amor, meu carinho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantas vezes desejei,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ter-te perto do meu coração.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apertar-te nos meus braços.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentir o veludo da tua mão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Mar de Amor gira em nós.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre seremos só um.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amigo, irmão e esposo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como tu não há nenhum.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor para Sempre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eternamente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Riw7j9b8fM8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-2787100066937965105</id><published>2010-04-22T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:15:38.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faint</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9CSIa2eJ_I/AAAAAAAAJTg/NGf7UhQxVXc/s1600/2506845.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9CSIa2eJ_I/AAAAAAAAJTg/NGf7UhQxVXc/s400/2506845.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;Little bit of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of disregard&lt;br /&gt;A handful of complaints&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help the fact&lt;br /&gt;That everyone can see these scars&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;What I want you to want&lt;br /&gt;What I want you to feel&lt;br /&gt;But it's like&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;I can't convince you&lt;br /&gt;To just believe this is real&lt;br /&gt;So I let go&lt;br /&gt;Watching you&lt;br /&gt;Turn your back like you always do&lt;br /&gt;Face away and pretend that i'm not&lt;br /&gt;But i'll be here&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're all I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;A little bit insecure&lt;br /&gt;A little unconfident&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;I do what I can&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;What you never want to say&lt;br /&gt;But i've never had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;It's like no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;I can't convince you&lt;br /&gt;For once just to hear me out&lt;br /&gt;So I let go&lt;br /&gt;Watching you&lt;br /&gt;Turn your back like you always do&lt;br /&gt;Face away and pretend that i'm not&lt;br /&gt;But i'll be here&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're all I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't faint&lt;br /&gt;The way I did before&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;I won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;Time won't heal&lt;br /&gt;This damage anymore&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;I won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Hear me out now&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna listen to me&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not&lt;br /&gt;Right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tyr5_5l-w3I&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tyr5_5l-w3I&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/2787100066937965105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5062700936103722840/posts/default/2787100066937965105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2010/04/faint.html' title='Faint'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9CSIa2eJ_I/AAAAAAAAJTg/NGf7UhQxVXc/s72-c/2506845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-7552532679707363732</id><published>2010-04-22T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:44:58.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agonia do Ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9BGMqHHN7I/AAAAAAAAJTY/q4n9ogmBZ0U/s1600/3537101.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9BGMqHHN7I/AAAAAAAAJTY/q4n9ogmBZ0U/s400/3537101.jpg" width="295" height="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas Silvas que entram no meu ser,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheias de espinhos venenosos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cravam os pregos em mim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como demónios asquerosos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A minha Alma desaba para o Abismo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lentamente e desesperada,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sofro imenso por dentro,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ninguém vê,...ninguém Nada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emotivo desespero,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carregando com este fardo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cá dentro é só Sangue e lágrimas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espinhos, cravos e cardos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só morrendo acabará,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O meu sofrimento atroz,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na Lua caminharei,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ao som cristalino da Tua Voz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alma minha fica segura,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depressa irá tudo acabar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Velhos estão os meus olhos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De tanto ver e calar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZB1zFbmNhc&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IZB1zFbmNhc&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Musica Evanescence&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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title='Agonia do Ser'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9BGMqHHN7I/AAAAAAAAJTY/q4n9ogmBZ0U/s72-c/3537101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-2909764494106960856</id><published>2010-04-20T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T16:16:54.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Só Outra Vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S83MUTsabuI/AAAAAAAAJSo/PQV5jOrErPE/s1600/3603604.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S83MUTsabuI/AAAAAAAAJSo/PQV5jOrErPE/s400/3603604.jpg" width="342" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só,... vou pela rua,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sobre a calçada fria de pedras coloridas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cruzando a Travessa de casas esquecidas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subindo os degraus de uma escada perdida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já não sou eu que aqui estou,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou uma mulher estranha,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poemas voam no vento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;E ninguém os apanha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A chuva no meu rosto cai em gotas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escondendo as lágimas de sal,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É loucura podem crer,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amar demais faz-me mal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O sal das minhas Lágrimas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Criaram um lago&amp;nbsp; dentro de mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre que te ouço no pensamento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A minha esperança Sorri.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando&amp;nbsp; estiveres no silêncio da noite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E ouvires um&amp;nbsp;rouxinol na madrugada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou eu na Solidão, pensando em Ti.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorando todo o tempo que perdi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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Vez'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S83MUTsabuI/AAAAAAAAJSo/PQV5jOrErPE/s72-c/3603604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-5302415273560694348</id><published>2010-03-26T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T18:50:24.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For You, yes you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S61etsPSffI/AAAAAAAAJOI/Fve5GHewg44/s1600/3076091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 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align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/clq01TXQR0s&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/clq01TXQR0s&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Johnny Cash-Hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-you-yes-you.html' title='For You, yes you'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S61etsPSffI/AAAAAAAAJOI/Fve5GHewg44/s72-c/3076091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-2066240499929275062</id><published>2010-03-09T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T02:05:02.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penas e Desgostos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqcBD2oiEH8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqcBD2oiEH8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ao fim dos tempos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando tudo adormece,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chacais correndo em fúria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sobre o mundo em prece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Almas sofrem&amp;nbsp;perdidas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem lei e sem rumo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esperanças vãs&amp;nbsp;esquecidas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em nevoeiro e fumo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Onde está Tua&amp;nbsp; fé,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perdida na dor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;volta amigo que fostes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;volta para o Teu Amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixei de sorrir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de falar e de mexer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quieta assim espero,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o mundo apodrecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neste mundo de negridão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;avança amigo e dá-me a Tua mão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manuela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="D.M Graphics" height="350" src="http://imagens.manu.zip.net/images/gotic6.gif" width="340" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://md.imagens.zip.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="D.M Graphics" height="350" src="http://imagens.manu.zip.net/images/gotic13.gif" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-2066240499929275062?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/feeds/2066240499929275062/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-1174620432907503366</id><published>2010-03-04T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:50:52.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdição e Risco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S4__jm_X7QI/AAAAAAAAJEk/avMFOs-TuIw/s1600-h/Gotic_by_miguelanxo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444851461741079810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S4__jm_X7QI/AAAAAAAAJEk/avMFOs-TuIw/s320/Gotic_by_miguelanxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na roda da Vida,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A fúria ecoa,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trazendo poeira,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ruído entoa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sobre o peito um gemido,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sôfrego, pleno e distante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nas mãos o desespero,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A alma dilacerante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre á procura,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre constante,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alma minha quanto duras,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quanto lutas e errante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As brasas nos pés dilaceram,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As carnes nuas em perdição,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alma minha quanto sofres,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alma minha em oração.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subindo as longas escadas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheias de perigos e risco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vem para mim ó espírito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alma pura sem ti não existo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIXMA5138U8&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIXMA5138U8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2010/03/perdicao-e-risco.html' title='Perdição e Risco'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S4__jm_X7QI/AAAAAAAAJEk/avMFOs-TuIw/s72-c/Gotic_by_miguelanxo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-6803490773214664378</id><published>2010-02-10T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T07:00:00.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Á Luz de uma Candeia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S3LEPZAoIRI/AAAAAAAAI7s/381gGxYA3Iw/s1600-h/3140765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436623468880208146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S3LEPZAoIRI/AAAAAAAAI7s/381gGxYA3Iw/s320/3140765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As sombras do tempo retornam,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ásperas, duras e escuras.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O momento gira em torno,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;na candeia acesa que procuras.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momentos passam como as marés,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;neste mar de pedras e sal,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O rosto coberto de um véu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;na face o vestigio do mal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde estás , que procuras,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ventos rodam aos teus pés,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na noite fria e escura,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No mar as estranhas marés.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na candeia do sofrimento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vi tua vida em pedaços,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No peito um lamento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No coração os teus braços.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mão afaga o rosto,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuida de mim o castigo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ó mar leva-me no teu manto,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para sempre morar contigo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLi_osYNsOU&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iLi_osYNsOU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5062700936103722840-6803490773214664378?l=mudas-te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S3LEPZAoIRI/AAAAAAAAI7s/381gGxYA3Iw/s72-c/3140765.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-3930447155954521064</id><published>2009-11-02T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:49:26.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Cut-Pink Floyd</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i35.tinypic.com/1zlvjp1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Final Cut&lt;br /&gt;Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Roger Waters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can barely define the shape of this moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And far from flying high in clear blue skies&lt;br /&gt;I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you negotiate the minefield in the drive&lt;br /&gt;And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes&lt;br /&gt;And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Dial the combination, open the priesthole&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a kid who had a big hallucination&lt;br /&gt;Making love to girls in magazines.&lt;br /&gt;He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith.&lt;br /&gt;Could anybody love him&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just a crazy dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I show you my dark side&lt;br /&gt;Will you still hold me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;And show you my weak side&lt;br /&gt;What would 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Listen, I think I've got it. Okay, listen its a HaHa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WKKOsVS3VQ4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WKKOsVS3VQ4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desligue o mp3 player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p 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absinto,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Negra, escura e fria.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomara ser diferente,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas este ser-se constante,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alma perdida errante,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No caminho certo e crente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No sentir e na mente,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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pensamento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;andorinhas voam sem destino,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trazendo novas ao vento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trazendo razões sem sentido.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo o que vivi foi desgaste,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desta minha alma triste,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do silêncio quanto baste,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quase sempre resiste.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espero em vão pela 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desgosto de não o ser,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O meu canto que a subir,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desafina no sofrer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Música, minha alma errante,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quão longe vai o meu sentir,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sente-se o compasso constante,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-7521557522679290647</id><published>2009-06-16T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T02:41:05.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An-gélico</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/169ksuv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Utopia ou verdade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gélido sentimento,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neste sentido sem saudade,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vive meu sofrimento...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p 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href='http://mudas-te.blogspot.com/2009/06/gelico.html' title='An-gélico'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/169ksuv_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-4825512157976316126</id><published>2009-06-01T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T02:41:36.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sombra</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt-br.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/13ztiqq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cruel existência esta vida que mora em mim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada momento de vivência é atroz,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alguém ouve minha voz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A dor dilacera os meus orgãos quase mortos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desgastados pelos mesmos desgostos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saliências de morte em cada esquina.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O pudor de uma menina,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta maneira de falar, estranha e sombria...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escondida em plena alegria. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuela&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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Sombra'/><author><name>Manuela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02724813149353460743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/S9tJRoQy_rI/AAAAAAAAJY8/pShFQw8xPco/S220/Image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/13ztiqq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5062700936103722840.post-951740577038758801</id><published>2009-05-27T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T02:43:15.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Sal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qx-YykQpbFA/Sh3X54pyPcI/AAAAAAAAHaA/0eITNLOcu_A/s1600-h/2561311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: 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