<?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-6460495447008984279</id><updated>2012-02-01T18:47:19.977-02:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='Estrela'/><category term='just fellings'/><category term='Ponto'/><category term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Liberte a sua alma...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6350659089495894014</id><published>2011-01-11T04:11:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T04:22:56.286-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/TSv06V64gUI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ezTKX1iVsjI/s1600/Saudades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560807448072716610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/TSv06V64gUI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ezTKX1iVsjI/s400/Saudades.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Já não é a palavra certa para definir tudo o que está aqui dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Todas as lágrimas e o sofrimento foram levados pelo vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Não há mais o porque de esconder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Eu só queria voltar a viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Você foi mais do que uma melodia para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E eu sei que você não mudou de ideia rápido assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sei que ainda se lembra de tudo que aconteceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cada um de nós dois no fundo amadureceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E agora somos separados pela vida, pelo destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Somos distantes mas ainda temos aquele nosso hino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aquele hino de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aquela frequente dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ela voltou, se recusa a ir embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E eu fico procurando lá fora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Onde você está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Será que um dia me encontrará?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/em&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-6350659089495894014?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6350659089495894014/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2011/01/saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6350659089495894014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6350659089495894014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2011/01/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/TSv06V64gUI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ezTKX1iVsjI/s72-c/Saudades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-1547294763890291219</id><published>2010-05-30T22:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:09:53.469-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estrela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>O que fazer sem você?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/TAMQzfkgNfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Kw4jRPt4Hg8/s1600/1287amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/TAMQzfkgNfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Kw4jRPt4Hg8/s400/1287amor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477240048646632946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei com você essa noite, e quando acordei fiquei pensando o por que de tudo isso, o por que do meu sofrimento. Eu sei que tem muito a me dizer e eu queria tanto ouvir...&lt;br /&gt;Agora, já era para eu estar dormindo, mas eu não consigo dormir mesmo, você ainda fica na minha mente, a todo tempo. E fico relembrando que seja lá qualquer erro que eu cometi, por mais grave que tenha sido, não foi tão doloroso como te amar do jeito que amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tenho certeza se te amo, ou se você é só mais um amigo. Acho que só é um amigo que eu amo demais. Eu te amo, é. Algumas coisas em você me fazem bem e eu não sei explicar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exactamente&lt;/span&gt; como e o por quê. Dizia sempre para mim que nunca podemos desistir, então eu não vou desistir da sua amizade. Não vou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos dizem que se nossa amizade era mesmo verdadeira, você um dia voltará a falar comigo. Até lá, será que eu ainda estarei viva? Será que eu aguentarei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou chorando sem parar&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber aonde chegar&lt;br /&gt;Só penso em te querer&lt;br /&gt;Só penso em te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não há nada&lt;br /&gt;Que não me faça angustiada&lt;br /&gt;Não há nada&lt;br /&gt;Que não me faça mal amada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu não queria amar assim como eu te amei"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É, eu não queria.&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria um novo começo, em outro endereço.&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria não ter dor  e que isso simplesmente não fosse um amor.&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria que tudo fosse na sinceridade, apenas por amizade&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria ter você no frio para me abraçar e nos momentos de dor me acalmar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O que se fazer quando a única pessoa que poderia te acalmar é a mesma que te machuca?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te vejo na escola, eu te vejo na rua, eu olho para coisas que me lembram você, não são algumas coisas, TUDO lembra você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele perfume, aquele ciume&lt;br /&gt;Aquele amor, aquela dor&lt;br /&gt;Aquela amizade, aquela fidelidade&lt;br /&gt;Aquele peito corroendo, aquele sangue escorrendo caindo sobre mim, litros e litros de sangue, pelo peso que carrego em minhas costas e pela dor que trago no meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem você me vem pela cabeça desistir de todos meus planos, desistir de tudo aquilo que faço pra tentar ser mais feliz, porque sei que sem você nada vai voltar ao normal mesmo. Eu quero só um abraço e você aqui, comigo pra sempre, eu preciso disso pra viver.&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, não se esqueça de tudo o que passamos, porque tudo isso, eu nunca esquecerei, foi o melhor ano de brigas, dramas e confidências. E depois que te contei sobre o meu amor, você decidiu se afastar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo tanto, que sem você não consigo nem por um segundo respirar, pouco a pouco vou morrendo, mas mesmo morta irei lembrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pessoa que de todas conheci a que mais me fez chorar, e acima de tudo, aquela que mais me fez amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-1547294763890291219?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/1547294763890291219/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-que-fazer-sem-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1547294763890291219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1547294763890291219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-que-fazer-sem-voce.html' title='O que fazer sem você?'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/TAMQzfkgNfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Kw4jRPt4Hg8/s72-c/1287amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-2667491329251756765</id><published>2010-04-21T23:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:10:26.351-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estrela'/><title type='text'>Aquela Estrela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S8-1IcUiCjI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5J4dOvtpS7w/s1600/estrelas-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462784029669591602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S8-1IcUiCjI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5J4dOvtpS7w/s400/estrelas-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu estava observando as estrelas e me peguei pensando em você.&lt;br /&gt;E nomeei certa estrela com teu lindo nome&lt;br /&gt;O brilho dela me iluminava.&lt;br /&gt;Então tirei minhas conclusões que essa luz era teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sei que essa paixão não vai passar&lt;br /&gt;Estrelas demoram demais para se apagarem&lt;br /&gt;Elas vivem e depois de séculos e séculos,&lt;br /&gt;Apagam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se um dia você vier a apagar do céu&lt;br /&gt;Saiba que continuará a brilhar em meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;A vida, nunca mais será a mesma se um dia você se for&lt;br /&gt;A vida, não será nada.. Não terei motivos para continuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aquela manhã, em que acordei e você estava ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Foi a manhã mais feliz da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Porque mesmo que fosse uma mera amizade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você estava ali, do meu lado, dormindo lindamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E você pode não estar do meu lado agora&lt;br /&gt;Já é noite, o céu está limpo&lt;br /&gt;E posso daqui ver&lt;br /&gt;O brilho da sua estrela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu te amo e nem a falta de brilho vai mudar isso.&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia você vier a sumir da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou morrer, tentando te trazer de volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque não há nada nesse mundo, nada,&lt;br /&gt;que me faça deixar de te amar.&lt;br /&gt;Nada que me faça esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é a mais linda do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;É a estrela mais brilhante&lt;br /&gt;Tem os mais lindos olhos&lt;br /&gt;Tem tudo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo para ser a pessoa perfeita pra me abraçar agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thais&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scaciota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-2667491329251756765?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/2667491329251756765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/04/aquela-estrela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2667491329251756765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2667491329251756765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/04/aquela-estrela.html' title='Aquela Estrela'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S8-1IcUiCjI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5J4dOvtpS7w/s72-c/estrelas-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-7479140958994433167</id><published>2010-03-16T18:33:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:10:36.136-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>Até na cafeteria.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S5_6mfmIcPI/AAAAAAAAAaY/027C_iMfGJQ/s1600-h/StarBucks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449349613364998386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S5_6mfmIcPI/AAAAAAAAAaY/027C_iMfGJQ/s400/StarBucks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S5_6AuvKpBI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/8UKjcWUM8wk/s1600-h/StarBucks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449348964594394130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S5_6AuvKpBI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/8UKjcWUM8wk/s400/StarBucks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui estou, sozinha nesta cafeteria. O ar condicionado está gelado e meus pêlos eriçados de frio. As coisas não parecem ser as mesmas, por mais que estejam de volta ao seu lugar. As paredes daqui são tão bonitas. Estou sentada na poltrona grande e verde, ela é confortável, mas por mais confortável que seja, não é o meu coração que está sentado, muito menos a minha consciência!&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes alguns olham para mim. As pessoas daqui me parecem felizes. Agora um casal se abraçou, me lembrei de você. Os fones de ouvido tocam músicas tristes, que falam de segudas feiras de amor, sobre tardes solitárias e vazias.&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que às vezes minha vida parece um filme. Um drama? Ou uma comédia?&lt;br /&gt;Agora o meu pensamento é fixo em você. A música toca alto nos meus ouvidos, não me permitindo de ouvir o que as outras pessoas estão a falar, rir e discutir.&lt;br /&gt;E estou pensando: Vocêbem que poderi chegar aqui e dizer:&lt;br /&gt;- Eu li o seu twitter, sabia que você estaria aqui, pois as únicas cafeterias que você realmente gosta são Starbucks e Frans Café, mas como o Frans está perigoso ultimamente, se você for à uma cafeteria sozinha, você irá ao Starbucks, pois é um lugar muito confortável, e tudo aqui te faz pensar que você está nos EUA, bem longe de tudo e todos que você conhece!&lt;br /&gt;- Mas, como você sabe tudo isso- responderia&lt;br /&gt;-Eu sei, porque eu olho em seus olhos e consigo ver tudo o que você está sentindo ou até mesmo pensando!-responderá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, a música nos meus ouvidos toca:&lt;br /&gt;"And I remember you always"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" So much has changed..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dei uma risadinha de lado ao lembrar que hoje, enquanto eu jogava futebol, eu observava você me encarando na arquibancada, com carinha de anjo! A coisa mais lindinha do mundo, sério!&lt;br /&gt;São 16:54... Às 17:00 pegarei o metrô e observando os trilhos, verei minha vida! Cada acontecimento é um trilho, a minha linha ainda não está completa! Mas sei que muitas pessoas entraram e saíram do meu trem!&lt;br /&gt;E outro exemplo. Uma paede! Cada tijolo é muito importante.Só falta você! A parede não está completa, falta um tijolo... VOCÊ! Que nunca vem mesmo :/ E fico pensando, será que um dia a parede ficará completa?&lt;br /&gt;É como se o veludo dessa cdeira estivesse me abraçando agora... Verde veludo confortável... Me imaginando em seus braços agora estou.&lt;br /&gt;São 17:01! Vou logo comprar alguma coisa e depois vou para a minha casa, admirar suas fotos ouvindo Ponto de Paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo tanto *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 dot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-7479140958994433167?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/7479140958994433167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/03/ate-na-cafeteria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7479140958994433167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7479140958994433167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/03/ate-na-cafeteria.html' title='Até na cafeteria.'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S5_6mfmIcPI/AAAAAAAAAaY/027C_iMfGJQ/s72-c/StarBucks.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4713017523217942132</id><published>2010-02-17T22:31:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:10:26.351-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estrela'/><title type='text'>Anda, me ilumine com sua chama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S3yMbiMjarI/AAAAAAAAAYg/OlW-Yflju_8/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439376854620531378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S3yMbiMjarI/AAAAAAAAAYg/OlW-Yflju_8/s400/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O dia que essa chama também chegar em seu coração,&lt;br /&gt;você saberá que o que eu sinto por você não é coisa pouca&lt;br /&gt;você saberá que dessa vez é para valer,&lt;br /&gt;É pra valer o meu amor por você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca imaginei que alguém que me trata assim,&lt;br /&gt;um dia pudesse mudar minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;pudesse mudar minha forma de pensar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca imaginei que o meu amor por você poderia ser tão grande como é hoje&lt;br /&gt;E que esse amor pudesse chegar ao &lt;strong&gt;ponto&lt;/strong&gt; que chegou!&lt;br /&gt;Eu não creio em tudo que já aconteceu!&lt;br /&gt;Eu não posso acreditar que alguém possa amar tanto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deveria ter pensado antes de me apaixonar!&lt;br /&gt;Deveria ter pensado nas consequências!&lt;br /&gt;Mas acho que já pensei demais!&lt;br /&gt;Vou deixar essa chama queimar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou deixar queimar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que já me queimei muito a longo desse amor!&lt;br /&gt;E não ligo, pois sei que depois, quando eu olhar essas queimaduras...&lt;br /&gt;Verei que isso valeu a pena e que mesmo que tenha sido em vão..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi Amor verdadeiro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-4713017523217942132?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4713017523217942132/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/02/anda-me-ilumine-com-sua-chama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4713017523217942132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4713017523217942132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/02/anda-me-ilumine-com-sua-chama.html' title='Anda, me ilumine com sua chama.'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S3yMbiMjarI/AAAAAAAAAYg/OlW-Yflju_8/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-2457686888276442257</id><published>2010-01-29T01:28:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:10:26.352-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estrela'/><title type='text'>Versos Mudos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S2JWNbcBdxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GaGSoXwpB3A/s1600-h/vida-imensa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431998889265821458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S2JWNbcBdxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GaGSoXwpB3A/s400/vida-imensa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa é uma música de Marjorie Estiaano, e eu amo muito essa música, porque ela fala praticamente tudo o que eu sinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que já tentei de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Sei que já não quero mais lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Só não sei como dizer pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez eu me pergunto, quem será que pode completar&lt;br /&gt;Esses versos mudos que escrevi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra tentar me convencer,&lt;br /&gt;que eu consigo sem você&lt;br /&gt;Respirar enfim, um momento só pra mim&lt;br /&gt;E deixar... A vida acontecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos vou reconstruindo&lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos tudo volta pro lugar&lt;br /&gt;Escutando a alma dizer que sim&lt;br /&gt;Nesse mundo desatino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero a nova rima me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Nesses versos mudos que escrevi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra tentar me convencer&lt;br /&gt;que eu consigo sem você&lt;br /&gt;Respirar enfim&lt;br /&gt;Um momento só pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E deixar...&lt;br /&gt;A vida acontecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra tentar me convencer&lt;br /&gt;Que eu consigo sem você&lt;br /&gt;Respirar enfim&lt;br /&gt;Um momento só pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E deixar...&lt;br /&gt;A vida acontecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respirar enfim&lt;br /&gt;Um momento só pra mim&lt;br /&gt;E deixar...A vida acontecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-2457686888276442257?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/2457686888276442257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/01/versos-mudos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2457686888276442257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2457686888276442257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/01/versos-mudos.html' title='Versos Mudos'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S2JWNbcBdxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GaGSoXwpB3A/s72-c/vida-imensa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4473951730832729771</id><published>2010-01-26T03:36:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T03:47:38.716-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Agora, o que quero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S16AoJhhf_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/8M6Rwm4rQlc/s1600-h/vento___.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430919627895046130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S16AoJhhf_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/8M6Rwm4rQlc/s400/vento___.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No momento estou sozinha olhando para o nada&lt;br /&gt;Esperando uma mensagem, um telefonema teu.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que só vou me recuperar quando isso acontecer&lt;br /&gt;O celular tocar e for você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedindo desculpas pelo que fez&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo que me ama e que nunca mais vai me abandonar&lt;br /&gt;Jamais me fará sofrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como fez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que de todos seus amigos&lt;br /&gt;eu sou a preferência!&lt;br /&gt;Isso nunca vai acontecer&lt;br /&gt;eu sei que não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque você não me considera tanto como diz.&lt;br /&gt;Porque você não me vê como eu te vejo&lt;br /&gt;Porque você não sente&lt;br /&gt;Porque você não ama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na real, eu posso dizer que quero que suma&lt;br /&gt;Mas no fundo&lt;br /&gt;quero que você fique e nunca&lt;br /&gt;nunca mais vá embora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero mais você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu não quero mais sua amizade&lt;br /&gt;Muito menos seu amor!&lt;br /&gt;Eu só...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu só quero seu abraço para me confortar agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-4473951730832729771?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4473951730832729771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/01/agora-o-que-quero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4473951730832729771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4473951730832729771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/01/agora-o-que-quero.html' title='Agora, o que quero.'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S16AoJhhf_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/8M6Rwm4rQlc/s72-c/vento___.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-3994850224846910209</id><published>2010-01-26T00:57:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T03:26:15.234-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Congelado Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S15akGSGe5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/mpWymMnsK0Y/s1600-h/coracao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430877776863722386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S15akGSGe5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/mpWymMnsK0Y/s400/coracao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu coração congelou&lt;br /&gt;No momento que me toquei que seria impossível&lt;br /&gt;Totalmente impossível nós dois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois, quando ele já nada mais sentia por ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Eu tentei te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;E fui me controlando&lt;br /&gt;Para não mais pensar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não tem jeito...&lt;br /&gt;Você pode sair da minha cabeça&lt;br /&gt;Mas não sai do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Nem de perto de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho coragem de brigar com você&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho coragem de dizer que ainda sinto amor.&lt;br /&gt;Porque talvez isso vá me machucar ainda mais,&lt;br /&gt;você tão longe assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que vejo, lembro, falo, ouço, sinto&lt;br /&gt;lembra você, não tem como&lt;br /&gt;É algo tão inevitável&lt;br /&gt;Os seus olhos, ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah seus olhos me guiam&lt;br /&gt;Eles brilham tanto..&lt;br /&gt;Tanto quanto algo&lt;br /&gt;Que se esconde lá no céu todas as noites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-3994850224846910209?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/3994850224846910209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/01/congelado-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/3994850224846910209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/3994850224846910209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/01/congelado-coracao.html' title='Congelado Coração'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S15akGSGe5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/mpWymMnsK0Y/s72-c/coracao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-441889751048195422</id><published>2010-01-24T03:28:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T03:38:52.895-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Aqui dentro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S1vaxRLNnBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8e1-v32r_lk/s1600-h/s%C3%B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430174315684142098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S1vaxRLNnBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8e1-v32r_lk/s400/s%C3%B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Quando me contam uma piada eu sorrio&lt;br /&gt;Quando me falam alguma coisa, respondo com interesse&lt;br /&gt;Quando toca uma música eu danço&lt;br /&gt;Quando lança algo, eu finjo querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre tento me enganar&lt;br /&gt;Eu visto uma máscara.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei muito bem explicar&lt;br /&gt;Eu só...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu só não consigo entender&lt;br /&gt;Como ninguém consegue ver&lt;br /&gt;O que eu não mostro&lt;br /&gt;Não existe alguém que consiga perceber?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu estou sorrindo, meu coração está em desespero&lt;br /&gt;Quando pareço interessada, estou em outro lugar&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto eu danço, minha alma está sentada naquele canto escuro&lt;br /&gt;Quando digo que quero, por dentro estou gritando: NÃO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou o contrário do que pareço ser&lt;br /&gt;As únicas coisas que não mudam&lt;br /&gt;Os meus amores, minhas paixões&lt;br /&gt;Meus amigos, minhas recordações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo no momento corroe minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Tudo parece nunca mais parar de girar&lt;br /&gt;Tudo parece se voltar contra mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas não quero perder isso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao mesmo tempo que me faz mal, me faz bem&lt;br /&gt;É tudo ao mesmo tempo&lt;br /&gt;Sol, Lua&lt;br /&gt;Céu, Terra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor? Amizade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-441889751048195422?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/441889751048195422/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/01/aqui-dentro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/441889751048195422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/441889751048195422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2010/01/aqui-dentro.html' title='Aqui dentro.'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/S1vaxRLNnBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8e1-v32r_lk/s72-c/s%C3%B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6915876475334917255</id><published>2009-12-22T12:22:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T01:30:31.529-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>Carta ao papai noel D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SzDXKcg5hvI/AAAAAAAAAUY/TStcudr267U/s1600-h/papai%2520noel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418066926179550962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SzDXKcg5hvI/AAAAAAAAAUY/TStcudr267U/s400/papai%2520noel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Papai Noel, nesse natal quero um menino, cujo apelido é ponto . Cabelos loiros escuros, olhos verdes e tem aquele jeito que me faz feliz. Quero que ele venha, me amando como nunca. Que me faça mais feliz do que quando ele sorri e eu fico contente. Quero também que ele venha sem garantia, SEM TROCAA. Que ele nunca vá embora. Quero que ele me ame como nunca amou niinguém. E também, que todos os dias de manhã, ele sorria para mim dizendo: Eu te amo. Tá, ja fui longe. Mas é a coisa que eu mais quero na vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papai Noel, faz isso por mim? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9aMB_CGXjX0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9aMB_CGXjX0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-6915876475334917255?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6915876475334917255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/12/carta-ao-papai-noel-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6915876475334917255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6915876475334917255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/12/carta-ao-papai-noel-d.html' title='Carta ao papai noel D:'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SzDXKcg5hvI/AAAAAAAAAUY/TStcudr267U/s72-c/papai%2520noel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-1720891842267308467</id><published>2009-12-20T19:44:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T01:31:18.503-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>Eu jamais vou te esquecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sy6dufM8rUI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/VlgtvAOp-Rg/s1600-h/Ponto_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417440823748635970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sy6dufM8rUI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/VlgtvAOp-Rg/s400/Ponto_final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eu ainda não sei porque continuo a te amar&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei, mas algo em seus olhos me diz que é você&lt;br /&gt;Algo em você faz com que eu me sinta viva&lt;br /&gt;Algo em você me faz te amar demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero descobrir o que&lt;br /&gt;Que eu só acho em você&lt;br /&gt;O que me faz querer te ver&lt;br /&gt;O que para você me faz escrever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque você não enxerga&lt;br /&gt;O tanto que eu te quero&lt;br /&gt;O tanto que preciso do teu sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;Olha, eu faria tudo por ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu daria minha vida por um sorriso seu...&lt;br /&gt;Eu daria tudo para que quando eu acordasse,&lt;br /&gt;eu visse você ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Eu daria tudo para você me abraçar&lt;br /&gt;E com as tuas palavras me confortar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que um dia tudo isso vai mudar&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu quero que saiba, que jamais&lt;br /&gt;Nem que eu queira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou deixar de te lembrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-1720891842267308467?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/1720891842267308467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/12/eu-jamais-vou-te-esquecer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1720891842267308467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1720891842267308467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/12/eu-jamais-vou-te-esquecer.html' title='Eu jamais vou te esquecer'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sy6dufM8rUI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/VlgtvAOp-Rg/s72-c/Ponto_final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4476489131231925104</id><published>2009-12-20T19:19:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:18:13.533-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>#Desabafo</title><content type='html'>Sabe, hoje eu estive pensando..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eu sei que eu sou a pessoa mais chata, dramática e mais chata ainda do mundo... Mas eu só não entendo o porque das pessoas me odiarem por isso.. Sabe, eu posso ser o que for, mas eu não deixo de ter sentimentos! Isso me irrita, profundamente, entende? Não aguento mais essa estúpidez das pessoas, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aeee desabafei ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-4476489131231925104?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4476489131231925104/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/12/desabafo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4476489131231925104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4476489131231925104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/12/desabafo.html' title='#Desabafo'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-2756183854550444921</id><published>2009-12-04T12:53:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T01:32:00.092-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Passo à Passo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SxkjF1NofCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LBfWDMmXYGs/s1600-h/caminhando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411395010352938018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SxkjF1NofCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LBfWDMmXYGs/s400/caminhando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Passo pela rua, todos os dias&lt;br /&gt;E passo pensando tudo o que acontece em apenas 1 dia&lt;br /&gt;Em um dia, várias pessoas passam por lá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapatos perfeitos, rasgados e rasuáveis&lt;br /&gt;Pés descalços e calçados&lt;br /&gt;Pés tristes, desesperados, contentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas outras pessoas mudam&lt;br /&gt;Refletem sobre tudo que acontece por lá&lt;br /&gt;Por lá se passam muitas coisas e pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Em um minuto nos damos conta do mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas de todos os tipos passam pelos lugares&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem todas fazem nosso tipo&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu tenho certeza de que&lt;br /&gt;Todas elas estão ali por um motivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E qualquer que seja o motivo, pode não importar para nós&lt;br /&gt;Mas é muito importante para elas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti &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/6460495447008984279-2756183854550444921?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/2756183854550444921/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/12/passo-passo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2756183854550444921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2756183854550444921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/12/passo-passo.html' title='Passo à Passo'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SxkjF1NofCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LBfWDMmXYGs/s72-c/caminhando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6612023806195798194</id><published>2009-12-03T00:29:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T01:33:14.171-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>Magia dos seus olhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SxcjOkqkKkI/AAAAAAAAAUA/luYRXxPqCOc/s1600-h/estilo_emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410832210576288322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SxcjOkqkKkI/AAAAAAAAAUA/luYRXxPqCOc/s400/estilo_emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E é incrível lembrar de como tudo começou...&lt;br /&gt;Eu me pegava olhando seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;E tentava me enganar&lt;br /&gt;Porque sabia que não era certo te amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu dizia a mim mesma, quando estava trancada no escuro&lt;br /&gt;Eu não o amo, eu não o amo, eu não posso!&lt;br /&gt;Mas no fim, eu acabei podendo acabei amando.&lt;br /&gt;E por fim, acabei sofrendo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou mal, estou desesperada&lt;br /&gt;Eu olho para você, e tudo se acalma.&lt;br /&gt;É como magia eu e você&lt;br /&gt;Você acaricia meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me diz que me ama, me beija&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando acaba o sonho,&lt;br /&gt;Eu volto a sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Eu volto a chorar&lt;br /&gt;A me desesperar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o pior é que mesmo tentando me enganar,&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca deixo de te amar.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-6612023806195798194?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6612023806195798194/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/12/magia-dos-seus-olhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6612023806195798194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6612023806195798194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/12/magia-dos-seus-olhos.html' title='Magia dos seus olhos'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SxcjOkqkKkI/AAAAAAAAAUA/luYRXxPqCOc/s72-c/estilo_emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-7981096775713874595</id><published>2009-10-04T20:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:12:48.588-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>Amor Utópico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Ssk1QPr7PbI/AAAAAAAAATw/kTXc_wXLpSs/s1600-h/te-amo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388896982330457522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Ssk1QPr7PbI/AAAAAAAAATw/kTXc_wXLpSs/s400/te-amo-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você penetrou teus verdes olhos nos meus&lt;br /&gt;Sorriu desajeitado ouvindo meu cantar&lt;br /&gt;Desabrochou em meu partido coração&lt;br /&gt;Uma maravilhosa rosa vermelha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com seu boné e sua camisa branca,&lt;br /&gt;despertou em mim a felicidade inesperada.&lt;br /&gt;Levou contigo meu coração sem saber&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber, também me tirou a atenção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando longe vai com tua mente,&lt;br /&gt;tento ao menos descobrir aonde gostaria de chegar&lt;br /&gt;Quando sério pensa em algo,&lt;br /&gt;imagino qual é o seu maior sonho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amor utópico, coração em revolta&lt;br /&gt;Voz repetindo a canção, cartas e mais cartas que,&lt;br /&gt;não são entregues, pois além de secreto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor por ti é tão grande que é até difícil entender..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-7981096775713874595?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/7981096775713874595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/10/amor-utopico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7981096775713874595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7981096775713874595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/10/amor-utopico.html' title='Amor Utópico'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Ssk1QPr7PbI/AAAAAAAAATw/kTXc_wXLpSs/s72-c/te-amo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4076894799883283937</id><published>2009-09-29T19:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:12:48.588-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>Sofrimento do amor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SsKEPn76BzI/AAAAAAAAATo/_0XOJpD28Bk/s1600-h/Sofrer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387013508241688370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SsKEPn76BzI/AAAAAAAAATo/_0XOJpD28Bk/s400/Sofrer.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sofrimento do amor, é o pior de todos, pois é bem difícil recuperar um coração despedaçado, no meio de toda essa dor.&lt;br /&gt;Saber que você ama sim, mas não é a mim.&lt;br /&gt;Saber que quer alguém, que não está aqui, dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso,  faz parte do pior sofrimento que alguém pode ter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Olhar em seus olhos, e ver cores que ninguém vê&lt;br /&gt;Olhar seu sorriso e encontrar a solução dos meus problemas&lt;br /&gt;E de repente, tudo acaba, tudo some.&lt;br /&gt;E volto a minha desesperança ao meu sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorar é a única saída de melhorar.&lt;br /&gt;Abraçar alguém? E que alguém seria esse?&lt;br /&gt;Eu já não tenho esperanças para nada.&lt;br /&gt;Já não tenho um rumo a seguir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou tentar aguentar o máximo que eu conseguir.&lt;br /&gt;Seguir sem você ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Sem ninguém... Apenas eu e eu mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que consigo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso conseguir, mas como, sem você aqui?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-4076894799883283937?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4076894799883283937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/09/sofrimento-do-amor-e-o-pior-de-todos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4076894799883283937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4076894799883283937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/09/sofrimento-do-amor-e-o-pior-de-todos.html' title='Sofrimento do amor..'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SsKEPn76BzI/AAAAAAAAATo/_0XOJpD28Bk/s72-c/Sofrer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-8504741253796910657</id><published>2009-09-23T21:27:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:18:13.534-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Prazer, meu nome é rio..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Srq-xOEqceI/AAAAAAAAATg/xuuHKz1WDOQ/s1600-h/rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384826057275372002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Srq-xOEqceI/AAAAAAAAATg/xuuHKz1WDOQ/s400/rio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sou um rio, a procura de um mar para desaguar minhas mágoas...&lt;br /&gt;Só consigo passar pelos obstáculos do meu curso, sabendo que encontrarei com o mar..&lt;br /&gt;Sigo todo esse longo caminho as custas da &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;correnteza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observando o mundo ao meu redor, árvores, animais e flores..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meio do caminho, me deparo com uma grande cachoeira...&lt;br /&gt;Nada saiu do lugar, é apenas uma queda...&lt;br /&gt;No final, pedras brilhantes, vem sorrir para minhas águas..&lt;br /&gt;E acabam vindo comigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essas pedras me ajudam a superar alguns obstáculos incríveis..&lt;br /&gt;Elas me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reativam&lt;/span&gt; com seu brilho todo&lt;br /&gt;E continuo o caminho sempre sorrindo..&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a brisa do mar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E estou quase lá, uma hora, o rio encontra ao mar&lt;br /&gt;As pedras, as conchas, a areia..&lt;br /&gt;Uma hora, eu encontro você,&lt;br /&gt;No meio do oceano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thais&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Scaciota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Benedetti&lt;/span&gt; &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/6460495447008984279-8504741253796910657?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/8504741253796910657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/09/prazer-meu-nome-e-rio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8504741253796910657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8504741253796910657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/09/prazer-meu-nome-e-rio.html' title='Prazer, meu nome é rio..'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Srq-xOEqceI/AAAAAAAAATg/xuuHKz1WDOQ/s72-c/rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-3567899188622154502</id><published>2009-09-04T15:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:23:50.415-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Sem inspiração, lembrando de vocês.</title><content type='html'>Eu quero ficar só.&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso ficar só.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consigo ficar sem você&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo pensar que você me odeia assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, todos me odeiam.&lt;br /&gt;Todos querem meu mal&lt;br /&gt;E é por isso que eu sou assim&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que prefiro ficar só&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma lágrima escapou do meus olhos embassados.&lt;br /&gt;A do outro lado a acompanha, seguindo pelo meu rosto...&lt;br /&gt;Lembrando de você e dela.&lt;br /&gt;Lembrando de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero me esquecer, quero esquecer tudo e todos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consigo.&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo esquecer de que estou sozinha aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-3567899188622154502?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/3567899188622154502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/09/sem-inspiracao-lembrando-de-voces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/3567899188622154502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/3567899188622154502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/09/sem-inspiracao-lembrando-de-voces.html' title='Sem inspiração, lembrando de vocês.'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4574482697312865795</id><published>2009-08-17T21:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:12:48.588-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>Cantando ao seu olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Son49uNcmrI/AAAAAAAAATY/mHTAawkJmdk/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371097769876167346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Son49uNcmrI/AAAAAAAAATY/mHTAawkJmdk/s400/l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cantando, desafinada sem te encontrar ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Errando, saindo do tom, me desesperando.&lt;br /&gt;Então improvisava, fingia saber a letra&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos tentava lembrá-la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repentinamente você estava do meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Olhava nos meus olhos pronfundamente&lt;br /&gt;Fazia carinho na minha mão&lt;br /&gt;Então comecei a cantar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soltei a voz&lt;br /&gt;Conquistei o público&lt;br /&gt;Que aplaudia com um sorriso no rosto&lt;br /&gt;E você olhava pra mim com seus olhos marcantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhava-me com um sorriso bobo&lt;br /&gt;Me ajudava com a letra, ritmo e som.&lt;br /&gt;Sua presença reconstruiu minha fé&lt;br /&gt;E você, o meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thais Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-4574482697312865795?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4574482697312865795/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/cantando-ao-seu-olhar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4574482697312865795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4574482697312865795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/cantando-ao-seu-olhar.html' title='Cantando ao seu olhar'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Son49uNcmrI/AAAAAAAAATY/mHTAawkJmdk/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4814149150529918019</id><published>2009-08-07T22:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:20:56.083-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Amigos de verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Snzad6Iht3I/AAAAAAAAATQ/nxEX_t57mCQ/s1600-h/Amigos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367405063274870642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Snzad6Iht3I/AAAAAAAAATQ/nxEX_t57mCQ/s400/Amigos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Sabe como vemos os amigos de verdade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quando tudo está escuro, tudo está perdido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E só aquela pessoa que te magoou é a quem consegue te ajudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vem um amigo, e consegue ajudar, além daquela esperada pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estive pensando, por que os amigos são tão essenciais na nossa vida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E eu achei a resposta.&lt;br /&gt;Achei e até pensei melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas era essa mesmo a resposta das minhas dúvidas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Os amigos são &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;essenciais&lt;/span&gt; pois são os únicos, ÚNICOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que limpam suas lágrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que não nos deixam cair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quando estamos legais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quando estamos chatos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apenas os verdadeiros permanecem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E sei que tenho...Poucos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas tenho amigos verdadeiros...&lt;br /&gt;E eu os amo mais que tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Porque é uma troca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O amor e em troca? O amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meus amigos? São meus verdadeiros amores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thaís&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Scaciota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicada a: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tainah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Franghieru&lt;/span&gt; e todos meus amigos de verdade!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-4814149150529918019?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4814149150529918019/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/amigos-de-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4814149150529918019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4814149150529918019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/amigos-de-verdade.html' title='Amigos de verdade'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Snzad6Iht3I/AAAAAAAAATQ/nxEX_t57mCQ/s72-c/Amigos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-1893291980847737751</id><published>2009-08-07T22:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:18:13.535-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Conversa sobre os anjos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SnzShC4FORI/AAAAAAAAATI/HvMcl0XA0EU/s1600-h/anjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367396321068398866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SnzShC4FORI/AAAAAAAAATI/HvMcl0XA0EU/s400/anjo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estava no msn, vendo meus amigos que estavam online. E vi no sub nick de uma amiga minha: Vai com Deus VÔ (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fui dar meus pêsames, e acabei falando do que aconteceu comigo. Eu queria ajudá-la então, disse umas palavras, quando vi, foram lindas, e ajudei bastante ela, então pensei em escrever nossa conversa aqui, o que acham?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís: Ain não gosto de ver ninguém mal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patrícia:   é :/ mais eu não to maal sabe, porque eu sei que meu vô tá melhor agora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís:    hm..Ah meu, eu não sei porque o máximo que eu perdi foi uns pets e umas parentes do meu padrinho&lt;br /&gt;e sabe a Vó dele era uma vó pra mim&lt;br /&gt;E eu procurava fazer tudo o que lembrasse dela porque eu me sentia bem do lado dela... E eu fiz isso... Lembrando das coisas, me lembrei que ela me disse: Aconteça o que acontecer... nunca me esqueça, mas não chore se um dia acontecer algo... eu estou aqui, no seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrícia:  ah que lindo :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís:  E eu parei de chorar, na hora que me lembrei disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrícia:   é então, eu tbm eu perdi meus avós por parte de pai e eu era pequena, mais meu vô eu morava com ele a 4 anos já :/ sei lá, sabe como é avós né, a gente era muuito apegado! mais eu procuro sempre lembrar de tudo que ele fez por mim, e pensar que agora ele deve estar bem, porque antes ele tava sofrendo :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís: é, a gente tem que entender... é a vida. Eu me recordo de tudo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrícia: é, essas coisas a gente nunca esquece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís:  Mas nem fica mal não tá Pati? Eu to aqui pra qualquer coisa que precisar... Mas se um dia vse sentir saudade dele... Só faça um ato de bondade por alguem... Porque são os nossos mais chegados que nos ensinam isso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  E tenho certeza, quee ele tem orgulho de você... Aonde quer que ele esteja.. e ele está em outro lugar.., Mas também está no seu coração. Sempre lembre-se de fazer não o certo... Mas faça, isso basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrícia:  ah cara, se falo tudo meu :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís:  vse tá melhor? :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pati: To sim, brigadão, viu? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa foi a nossa conversa... De lindas palavras, e isso serve a todos que perderam alguem muito querido. Porque, não importa, aonde essa pessoa esteja... é muito fácil de encontrá-la... Ela está em seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-1893291980847737751?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/1893291980847737751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/conversa-sobre-os-anjos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1893291980847737751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1893291980847737751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/conversa-sobre-os-anjos.html' title='Conversa sobre os anjos...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SnzShC4FORI/AAAAAAAAATI/HvMcl0XA0EU/s72-c/anjo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-5263988655348650788</id><published>2009-08-04T23:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:18:13.535-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Espero que tenham gostado da pegadinha abaixo SDIHUDSHUSAUIHASD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiba que essa poesia ajudou a juntar uns poooombiiiiiiiiinhos liindos *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que terão 13 filhos, loiros de olhos verdes, que MARA. Amo vocês!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor e Fernanda PARA SEMPRE, HEIN?! OBG *-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-5263988655348650788?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/5263988655348650788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/espero-que-tenham-gostado-da-pegadinha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/5263988655348650788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/5263988655348650788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/espero-que-tenham-gostado-da-pegadinha.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-8015277183624163359</id><published>2009-08-03T23:59:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:18:13.535-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>A amizade antes do amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SnekTj-0hpI/AAAAAAAAASw/XoaYQMhZI98/s1600-h/MA%C3%87%C3%83+LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365938137018435218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SnekTj-0hpI/AAAAAAAAASw/XoaYQMhZI98/s400/MA%C3%87%C3%83+LOL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivo me perguntando o que é o amor...&lt;br /&gt;Mas sem você, como posso descobrir?&lt;br /&gt;Sem vocês, aliás...&lt;br /&gt;Pois tudo o que eu penso, tem a ver com os dois...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São feitos um para o outro, não tenho coragem de destruir isso...&lt;br /&gt;O que pensam, o que falam, o que sentem...&lt;br /&gt;é igual, tudo igual.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso dela, preciso de você também...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas são tão lindos juntos...&lt;br /&gt;Me dá ódio de mim mesma&lt;br /&gt;Apenas de pensar&lt;br /&gt;Nela chorando vendo você junto a mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você não acha isso melhor?&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho, mas não acho.&lt;br /&gt;Pois ao mesmo tempo que te deixo ir...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de você...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vou estragar esse sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;E acho que é isso...&lt;br /&gt;Estou aqui... Se preferir...&lt;br /&gt;Agora vou seguir, e tentar te esquecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então me pergunto: COMO FAREI ISSO?!&lt;br /&gt;É impossível matar esse sentimento, é impossível.&lt;br /&gt;Mas será mais impossível ainda&lt;br /&gt;Conseguir o perdão de minha alma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conseguir um retorno, a amizade verdadeira.&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho que é isso.&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro que fiquem felizes juntos...&lt;br /&gt;Calma, ficarei bem, na minha vida fria e sóbria...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-8015277183624163359?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/8015277183624163359/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-amizade-antes-do-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8015277183624163359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8015277183624163359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-amizade-antes-do-amor.html' title='A amizade antes do amor...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SnekTj-0hpI/AAAAAAAAASw/XoaYQMhZI98/s72-c/MA%C3%87%C3%83+LOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6508267425426764890</id><published>2009-08-02T01:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:17:09.264-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Como amar alguém?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SnUS3Ol-6UI/AAAAAAAAASo/9RNTbwMnOck/s1600-h/1220051782_amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365215271101327682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SnUS3Ol-6UI/AAAAAAAAASo/9RNTbwMnOck/s400/1220051782_amigos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Como se ama alguem?&lt;br /&gt;Como saber o que é amor, se nunca recebi&lt;br /&gt;Sem ser vindo da minha família?&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca recebi, juro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como entrar neste mundo?&lt;br /&gt;Se não consigo parar de pensar em uma só coisa.&lt;br /&gt;No meu futuro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que devemos pensar no presente,&lt;br /&gt;mas não quero ser como os outros&lt;br /&gt;ao mesmo tempo quero achar o meu lugar aqui&lt;br /&gt;o meu coração, no meio de tanta gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes aqui parece não ser meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Parece não ser o meu sonho...&lt;br /&gt;Tantas pessoas interesseiras...&lt;br /&gt;Tantas pessoas insensíveis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que quando estou sozinha é melhor&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho que dar satisfação a ninguem, sobre minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Não preciso ficar comentando sobre coisas alheias...&lt;br /&gt;Coisas alheias? TUDO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas interesseiras, insensíveis, incompreensivas existem&lt;br /&gt;E vencem as que te amam de verdade, são sensíveis e te compreendem&lt;br /&gt;Porque na verdade, ninguém está aí com nada, nem com si mesmos...&lt;br /&gt;Só querem cuidar da vida alheia... Como amar alguem dessa forma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, o ser humano é mesmo uma perda de tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-6508267425426764890?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6508267425426764890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/como-amar-alguem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6508267425426764890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6508267425426764890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/08/como-amar-alguem.html' title='Como amar alguém?'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SnUS3Ol-6UI/AAAAAAAAASo/9RNTbwMnOck/s72-c/1220051782_amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-3184525438031987555</id><published>2009-07-20T22:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:23:50.415-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Daqui a algum tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SmUaGT7Y1TI/AAAAAAAAASg/LrY5owj1fVs/s1600-h/solidao01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360719627185345842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SmUaGT7Y1TI/AAAAAAAAASg/LrY5owj1fVs/s400/solidao01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Daqui a algum tempo&lt;br /&gt;Iremos nos lembrar de tudo&lt;br /&gt;E na hora de correr atrás&lt;br /&gt;Já será muito tarde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daqiu a algum tempo&lt;br /&gt;Você se verá aos prantos&lt;br /&gt;Gritando meu nome no meio da noite&lt;br /&gt;Acordando chorando suas vazias lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo ao seu redor estará&lt;br /&gt;Branco e preto ou escuro&lt;br /&gt;Tudo estará medonho&lt;br /&gt;Então você fechará seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensando em voltar ao tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Pensando em mudar sua vida,&lt;br /&gt;Verá que o que me fez foi errado,&lt;br /&gt;Foi cruel e foi inútil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daqui a algum tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Suas lágrimas vazias,&lt;br /&gt;Tornarão-se profundas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembrará do meu rosto,&lt;br /&gt;De minuto em minuto&lt;br /&gt;E toda  aquela sua alegria...&lt;br /&gt;                                       Se tornará seu maior silêncio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-3184525438031987555?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/3184525438031987555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/07/daqui-algum-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/3184525438031987555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/3184525438031987555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/07/daqui-algum-tempo.html' title='Daqui a algum tempo'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SmUaGT7Y1TI/AAAAAAAAASg/LrY5owj1fVs/s72-c/solidao01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-7775921507259822450</id><published>2009-07-18T23:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:12:48.588-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>O verde dos teus olhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GVz2jbzXVCI/SmKE4-o6ivI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jimaJ4i1HrE/s1600-h/Olho+verde.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359992620946459378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GVz2jbzXVCI/SmKE4-o6ivI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jimaJ4i1HrE/s400/Olho+verde.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Os olhos mais lindos do mundo são os seus&lt;br /&gt;Quando olham pra mim, penetram no meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Fazem da dor e a angústia, amor e esperança&lt;br /&gt;Fazem da vida, um mundo melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois deste instante repentino,&lt;br /&gt;ocorre um arrepio, uma angústia e uma paz ao mesmo tempo&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto só, depois me sinto ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Teu olhar é a coisa que mais me deixa curiosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero sempre descobrir no que estas a pensar,a sentir&lt;br /&gt;Quero sempre pensar e sentir com você&lt;br /&gt;O amor, ou talvez a amizade&lt;br /&gt;A tristeza ou talvez a alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dor e a saudade me dá quando olha pra outros cantos&lt;br /&gt;O coração despedaçado em não poder tê-lo ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;As partes caem pelo chão&lt;br /&gt;Vão percorrendo cidades e cidades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até acharem seu lugar, ainda não achado&lt;br /&gt;Sei que o lugar deles é em seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Mas é impossível...Impossível eu e você..&lt;br /&gt;Mas é impossível...Sem o verde dos teus olhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;br /&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-7775921507259822450?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/7775921507259822450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-verde-dos-teus-olhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7775921507259822450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7775921507259822450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-verde-dos-teus-olhos.html' title='O verde dos teus olhos'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GVz2jbzXVCI/SmKE4-o6ivI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jimaJ4i1HrE/s72-c/Olho+verde.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-5613813188927860011</id><published>2009-07-04T18:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:12:48.589-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>olhos verdes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sk_LDuzEaSI/AAAAAAAAARs/fyyoAcd6X-4/s1600-h/Caminho+BLOG+tha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354721746929084706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sk_LDuzEaSI/AAAAAAAAARs/fyyoAcd6X-4/s400/Caminho+BLOG+tha.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;De cidade em cidade&lt;br /&gt;Sigo a lhe procurar&lt;br /&gt;Em outro coração&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer outro olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de todas as cidades&lt;br /&gt;De todos os lugares&lt;br /&gt;Todas as pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Eu só achei você...EM VOCÊ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha casa é você&lt;br /&gt;Minha paz é você&lt;br /&gt;Não há nada&lt;br /&gt;Nada que não me lembre dos teus olhos verdes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo parar de te amar...&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo&lt;br /&gt;Caminhos longos para te encontrar em outro alguém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Eu posso estar em qualquer lugar&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre estou pensando em lhe encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Ao longo desse rio, vejo apenas uma...&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade duas coisas encantadoras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEUS OLHOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-5613813188927860011?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/5613813188927860011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/07/olhos-verdes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/5613813188927860011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/5613813188927860011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/07/olhos-verdes.html' title='olhos verdes'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sk_LDuzEaSI/AAAAAAAAARs/fyyoAcd6X-4/s72-c/Caminho+BLOG+tha.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-8730547172691952851</id><published>2009-07-01T19:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:18:13.536-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>Tempo de vitória</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SkvpOO4bWaI/AAAAAAAAARk/_C4ZTX2ddzg/s1600-h/Tempo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353629012782176674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SkvpOO4bWaI/AAAAAAAAARk/_C4ZTX2ddzg/s400/Tempo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Já não sei mais sobre o tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Tem vezes que passa...&lt;br /&gt;Mas na hora que paro para pensar o quanto demorará para a vitória...&lt;br /&gt;Ele para...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que demorará décadas a passar um segundo...&lt;br /&gt;Ao pensar em você, são séculos a passar um milésimo...&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer nessas milhões de décadas ?&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer nesses trilhões de séculos ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar na vitória por esperar tanto tempo ?&lt;br /&gt;Ou pensar no presente e esquecer-me totalmente do resto ?&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos bons, tudo passa tão rápido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Será que quando alcançarmos a vitória, os minutos serão os milésimos ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E a minha busca por você em outro alguém...&lt;br /&gt;Está difícil, porém nada é impossível...&lt;br /&gt;Passar as horas em um estalar de dedos, é tão fácil...&lt;br /&gt;Basta ter dias e mais dias de ilusões...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Se sua imaginação for forte o possível para transformar sua ilusão em uma quase vida...&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passará rápido, eu tenho certeza disso...&lt;br /&gt;E eu confio na minha imaginação...&lt;br /&gt;O quanto demorará para vitória?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, isso não importa mais... Não espero nem a vitória nem a derrota...&lt;br /&gt;Espero por você...&lt;br /&gt;No mesmo lugar de sempre...&lt;br /&gt;No seu coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-8730547172691952851?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/8730547172691952851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/07/tempo-de-vitoria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8730547172691952851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8730547172691952851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/07/tempo-de-vitoria.html' title='Tempo de vitória'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SkvpOO4bWaI/AAAAAAAAARk/_C4ZTX2ddzg/s72-c/Tempo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4350007377788375013</id><published>2009-06-30T20:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:12:48.589-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>Um passageiro eu te amo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SkqkL0EQetI/AAAAAAAAARc/T72zCgvkqMg/s1600-h/EstradaSolid%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353271629945273042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SkqkL0EQetI/AAAAAAAAARc/T72zCgvkqMg/s400/EstradaSolid%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu sempre estarei pensando em você...Porque eu te amo mais que tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu sei, que tudo o que ocorreu, não foi em vão...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu também sei, que eu aprendi... Não errei atôa...&lt;br /&gt;Você está no meu caminho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando você fica muito quieto, olhando para o nada...&lt;br /&gt;Parece que dá-lhe um vazio... Eu fico tentando decifrar...&lt;br /&gt;Esses seus pensamentos...Se realmente está feliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi assim... Assim que eu vi o que sinto...&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo é passageiro... Não irei falar é para sempre...&lt;br /&gt;Porque não é, nada é...&lt;br /&gt;Como dizem os adultos: "É apenas uma paixão da adolescência"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu não acredito. Nunca acreditarei que isso é real.&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso o que eu quiser, posso ser quem eu quiser.&lt;br /&gt;E você, também pode, todos podem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos seus olhos, eu vejo mais do que qualquer pessoa pode ver...&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo tudo o que eu sempre procurei...&lt;br /&gt;Os olhos verdes perseguem, perfuram, destroem a minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser um sentimento passageiro... Mas é um passageiro &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;EU TE AMO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-4350007377788375013?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4350007377788375013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/06/um-passageiro-eu-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4350007377788375013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4350007377788375013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/06/um-passageiro-eu-te-amo.html' title='Um passageiro eu te amo...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SkqkL0EQetI/AAAAAAAAARc/T72zCgvkqMg/s72-c/EstradaSolid%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-1189104556586468836</id><published>2009-06-11T14:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:18:13.536-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>A vida da menina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SjE8JnNGAxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-S2-h9wXWTg/s1600-h/Menina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346120368505881362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SjE8JnNGAxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-S2-h9wXWTg/s400/Menina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A menina que observava o Sol...&lt;br /&gt;Fazia dele teu olhar...&lt;br /&gt;Das nuvens teus cabelos...&lt;br /&gt;Do infinito, o amor que sentia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida da poetisa...&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo o sofrimento...&lt;br /&gt;O sofrimento de um grande amor...&lt;br /&gt;O amor que se tornou sua maior dor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que pensava nele...&lt;br /&gt;Ele Desaparecia!&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que sonhava com ele&lt;br /&gt;Mas tristeza vivia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nesta vida de mágoas...&lt;br /&gt;Fugiu bem pro fundo das águas...&lt;br /&gt;Só pra bem fundo do mar,&lt;br /&gt;Um novo amor reconquistar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida da sereia...&lt;br /&gt;No mar ou na areia...&lt;br /&gt;Olhando a luz do Sol...&lt;br /&gt;Admirando o vagar das nuvens...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sempre pensando no infinito !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-1189104556586468836?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SjE8JnNGAxI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-S2-h9wXWTg/s72-c/Menina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-7307973867851382589</id><published>2009-06-11T14:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:13:25.192-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponto'/><title type='text'>Porque você?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SjE5_TWdpPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/mE5-8cZANvc/s1600-h/Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346117992354522354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SjE5_TWdpPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/mE5-8cZANvc/s400/Sil%C3%AAncio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Agora, estou me encontrando melhor...&lt;br /&gt;Porque será que você desconfia?!&lt;br /&gt;Porque será que você já não insiste?!&lt;br /&gt;Acho que é por isso que estou me encontrando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que alguém fala de você pra mim...&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico oh, oh ,oh...&lt;br /&gt;Não foi nada engraçado na hora que escrevi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossas conversas, são estranhas...&lt;br /&gt;E as nossas risadas, por coisas banais...&lt;br /&gt;Não queria que isso tivesse acontecido...&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora, já não dá mias para voltar no tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é uma guerra, é um azar...&lt;br /&gt;Podia seer qualquer um, mas justo você...&lt;br /&gt;Não sou eu que controlo meus sentimentos, pelo menos não hoje...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas as decisões a serem tomadas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero te esquecer, mas é impossível...&lt;br /&gt;Tento não parecer estranha e acabo piorando...&lt;br /&gt;Mas não entendo, e continuo me perguntando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                      PORQUE VOCÊ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;br /&gt;Poesia feita dia 13.03.09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo agora já passou !&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu ainda amo vocês...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-7307973867851382589?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/7307973867851382589/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/06/porque-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-3327053426838875802</id><published>2009-06-05T15:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:27:28.622-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Desta vez, sem inspiração alguma...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem imaginação...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem direção...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso nunca aconteceu comigo !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Textos mal feitos, poesias sem sentido...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você tão distante assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo branco e preto...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu não aguento mais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Achando que minha casa não era mais minha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Achando que você um dia seria profunda...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Achando que um dia ele voltará&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Achando coisas que eu não consigo explicar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tentando ser feliz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E vendo todas aquelas chances não prosperarem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vendo meu mundo desmoronar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andei pensando, como as pessoas conseguem ser tão más...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pensei também...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se eu não conhecesse tal pessoa iria a julgar pela aparência...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se eu não soubesse tanta coisa não estaria tão desnorteada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo sem sentido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo com tantas razões&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tantas imperfeições...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo tão estranho sem você aqui...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-3327053426838875802?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/3327053426838875802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/06/desta-vez-sem-inspiracao-alguma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/3327053426838875802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/3327053426838875802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/06/desta-vez-sem-inspiracao-alguma.html' title=''/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-7419589110857367879</id><published>2009-05-31T12:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:20:01.361-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Meus amigos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SiKjLNu-acI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NQooiPfQVbA/s1600-h/AMIZADE%3D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342011521075407298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SiKjLNu-acI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NQooiPfQVbA/s400/AMIZADE%3D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Às vezes paro e penso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que tudo está acabado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sofrimento está desesperado..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E sempre nesse pensamento imenso !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois de um tempo, conheci meus verdadeiros amigos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E tudo colorido novamente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Risadas e brincadeiras...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sofrimento ficou de lado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com vocês aprendi a ser quem eu realmente sou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aprendi a agir da forma que meu coração manda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aprendi a ser alguém de verdade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vocês são tão fundamentais para mim, quanto uma planta necessita de água...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como o fogo necessita de brasa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como a televisão necessita de energia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu preciso de vocês e assumo isso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois a partir do momento que não os sinto do meu lado, aquele antigo sentimento volta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A partir desse sentimento eu os reencontro sabendo da minha necessidade de bem-estar e de vocês...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vocês são tudo o que eu sempre sonhei...Cada um de seu jeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sua forma de amar, e todos ao mesmo tempo iguais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sendo que as vezes não os procure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vocês continuam aqui...Dentro do meu coração...EU AMO VOCÊS MEUS AMIGOS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-7419589110857367879?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/7419589110857367879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/05/meus-amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7419589110857367879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7419589110857367879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/05/meus-amigos.html' title='Meus amigos...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SiKjLNu-acI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NQooiPfQVbA/s72-c/AMIZADE%3D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4019301540641245452</id><published>2009-05-27T23:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.416-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Nada é em vão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sh3xRWYvD1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/XvEFy4TSinE/s1600-h/AMIGS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340690013500673874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sh3xRWYvD1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/XvEFy4TSinE/s400/AMIGS.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sei que eu errei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já sabia a tempos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu quis me afastar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu não queria que prosperasse!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas foi indo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A falsidade acima de tudo, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;só para não me magoar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso quando não magoou..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que me dói mais é saber...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que nós não mudamos nada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que apenas acabamos com a nossa amizade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu pelo menos acho...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas eu não sei viver sem você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assim como não consegue viver comigo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não é amor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É amizade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa manhã o Sol não apareceu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ficou por trás de nuvens...&lt;br /&gt;A chuva caia sobre mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A falta que você me faz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sei, eu errei, e já assumi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E você?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você não vai dizer a verdade?&lt;br /&gt;Nunca?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você não vai assumir os seus atos?&lt;br /&gt;Rudes e cruéis que me mataram de raiva...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou a mesma...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você é a mesma...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas nada é em vão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-4019301540641245452?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4019301540641245452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-sei-que-eu-errei-ja-sabia-tempos-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4019301540641245452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4019301540641245452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-sei-que-eu-errei-ja-sabia-tempos-eu.html' title='Nada é em vão'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sh3xRWYvD1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/XvEFy4TSinE/s72-c/AMIGS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-8953640841752329246</id><published>2009-05-13T19:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.416-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>A indecisão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SgtLT-LDvbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KAOX0PWl6IE/s1600-h/Liberdade+ou+Para%C3%ADso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335440990029462962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SgtLT-LDvbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KAOX0PWl6IE/s400/Liberdade+ou+Para%C3%ADso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A que caminho seguir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Continuar me informando sobre o teu dia-a-dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lhe esquecer completamente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sofrer sem demonstrar ou demonstrar publicamente o meu sofrimento?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu preciso de amor, e encotrei isso em você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paraíso, você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Liberdade, eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu devo cuidar de mim, ou sofrer por você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu não sei exatamente o que há no fim desses caminhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como posso me decidir sem saber o que acontecerá o fim de tudo isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu fico aqui pensando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se eu seguir pela liberdade, eu posso encontrar você no fim do caminho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se eu for pelo paraíso, eu dou de cara com você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E eu posso ver que estávamos quase neste paraíso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E que perdemos tudo isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Será que eu devo ir pela liberdade agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ou será que devo pegar o seu ônibus para seguir no Paraiso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu preciso de você, mas também preciso cuidar de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Será que há uma outra travessa que nos ligará?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Será que essa travessa se chama Música?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Será que essa travessa realmente existe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A indecisão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-8953640841752329246?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/8953640841752329246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/05/indecisao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8953640841752329246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8953640841752329246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/05/indecisao.html' title='A indecisão...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SgtLT-LDvbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KAOX0PWl6IE/s72-c/Liberdade+ou+Para%C3%ADso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4618975052468780728</id><published>2009-05-12T17:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.416-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Chove...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SgnjSDkuaTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NHTv_I9pIoY/s1600-h/Chuva.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335045132933556530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SgnjSDkuaTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NHTv_I9pIoY/s400/Chuva.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chove chuva chuvarada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chove a lágrima derramada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chove chuva chuvarada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chove a rosa aqui exalada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chuvea, chuva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Caia, caia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Leve todas as minhas lágrimas embora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me ensine a viver as felicidades afora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O amor acidental...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ó aquele amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Que já me fez sofrer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E também crecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A estrela já não está em meu céu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A luz já não está no meu caminho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Estrela, BRILHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Luz, ILUMINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;                                    VOLTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-4618975052468780728?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4618975052468780728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/05/chove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4618975052468780728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4618975052468780728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/05/chove.html' title='Chove...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SgnjSDkuaTI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NHTv_I9pIoY/s72-c/Chuva.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4842114062338420246</id><published>2009-05-02T14:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.417-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>E agora?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfyHmmFSKlI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2yZVmClX5i4/s1600-h/e+agora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331285156027312722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfyHmmFSKlI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2yZVmClX5i4/s400/e+agora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;E agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo está acabado?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você não quer mais me ver?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se eu te achar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E agora?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você nunca mais vai voltar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vai estragar o meu bem estar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aonde quer que eu vá vou te levar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aonde quer que eu vá...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vou te querer, vou te amar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vou te esquecer?Ou te encontrar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E agora?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que está acontecendo comigo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que exatamente estou sentindo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que exatamente está me pedindo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que exatamente estamos fazendo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E agora?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que me quer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que foge para se enganar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que quer  mesmo se afastar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volte...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volte agora...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu lhe imploro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E este caminho tão escuro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aos poucos e lentamente vou andando  em círculos..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aos poucos o caminho não faz sentido...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aos poucos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                   NADA FAZ SENTIDO SEM VOCÊ AQUI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-4842114062338420246?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4842114062338420246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-agora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4842114062338420246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4842114062338420246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-agora.html' title='E agora?'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfyHmmFSKlI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2yZVmClX5i4/s72-c/e+agora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6616365329170552994</id><published>2009-04-30T21:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:20:01.362-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Que não seja a segunda vez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfpIPIn9z_I/AAAAAAAAALs/BR3Bk8vRd58/s1600-h/amizade%25201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330652533796753394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfpIPIn9z_I/AAAAAAAAALs/BR3Bk8vRd58/s400/amizade%25201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; E nesse caminho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Acho que estou rodando em círculos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eu estou cometendo os mesmos erros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Parece que nunca aprendo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Você se foi agora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aquela que, em menos de uma semana, já é essencial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Agora tu voltastes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Continuo cometendo o mesmo erro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eu já não sei mais o que fazer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eu não quero te magoar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eu não quero me meter na tua vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Será que está tudo bem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Será que você não me acha estranha, como todos os outros?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Será que você quer realmente me ajudar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Será que você não tem raiva de mim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Será que você é tão legal assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eu já me enganei uma vez, não quero que se repita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Não quero que isso aconteça novamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Não quero que você se vá como ela...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Não quero me enganar como sempre aconteceu na minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-6616365329170552994?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6616365329170552994/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/que-nao-seja-segunda-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-7418361140261932795</id><published>2009-04-29T21:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.417-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>O sofrimento inesperado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfjtwSAAA9I/AAAAAAAAALU/DsASePhp5kY/s1600-h/L%C3%A1grima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330271572714324946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfjtwSAAA9I/AAAAAAAAALU/DsASePhp5kY/s400/L%C3%A1grima.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somente ao lembrar choro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alago este caminho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pois estou com medo do escuro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estou com medo de não chegar no final...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Venha iluminar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu ainda não aprendi seguir sozinha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu ainda não aprendi a iluminar meu próprio caminho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E você, sabe seguir sozinho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A música é um caminho que nos liga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O sentimento é uma coisa que nos afasta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;São tantas perguntas sem respostas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um amor impossível?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E quanto ao meu coração?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Já não aguento a sua ignoração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu odeio essa sensação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E você não tem nenhuma reação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nenhuma resposta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nenhuma reação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nenhuma luz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nenhum sinal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O que encontrarei no final?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-7418361140261932795?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/7418361140261932795/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-sofrimento-inesperado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7418361140261932795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7418361140261932795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-sofrimento-inesperado.html' title='O sofrimento inesperado...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfjtwSAAA9I/AAAAAAAAALU/DsASePhp5kY/s72-c/L%C3%A1grima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-2475908732731141459</id><published>2009-04-28T21:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:20:01.362-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Meu irmão...Meu amigo...Meu padrinho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfehYNsCr7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/O2sE7qubCUU/s1600-h/triste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329906121379590066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfehYNsCr7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/O2sE7qubCUU/s400/triste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E agora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Agora prove, prove que tudo isso foi verdade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Que gosta de mim, porque VOCÊ gosta mesmo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me prove que não sou uma obrigação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O que é preciso para dizer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;eu PRECISO de você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Porque pode ser uma das pessoas mais importantes da minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Porque pode ser a única pessoa que me faz sorrir o tempo todo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me mostre que não sou um sacrifício!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me prove que não sou apenas um ridículo sacrifício para você falar com ela...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Quero ser tua afilhada, não sua rival...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Quero que você seja o cisne e eu o pequeno pardal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Que me ensine por onde eu for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Deixe eu colar na prova...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A prova de seguir sozinha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Deixe escapar um pouco de luz no meu caminho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;É tão inesquecível...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A cada coisa que passamos juntos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Como irmãos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Como amigos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Você não é a minha bijouteria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;é a minha pedra preciosa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Eu tenho que guardar, com muito carinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mas por favor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fique ao meu lado, e siga o meu caminho!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-2475908732731141459?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/2475908732731141459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-agora.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2475908732731141459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2475908732731141459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-agora.html' title='Meu irmão...Meu amigo...Meu padrinho...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfehYNsCr7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/O2sE7qubCUU/s72-c/triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-2685815762783624361</id><published>2009-04-25T17:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.418-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Triste final</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfN43Fbi1zI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xoLGtKYmHRc/s1600-h/CORA%C3%87%C3%83O+PARTIDO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328735671855273778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfN43Fbi1zI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xoLGtKYmHRc/s400/CORA%C3%87%C3%83O+PARTIDO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O caminho de volta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como no país das maravilhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ele já foi apagado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não tem mais volta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A vida que não terá volta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O tempo que não passa mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O amor que foi acabado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A tristeza e o inesperado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você acha que estou bem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E o tempo ainda está parado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O mundo está desnorteado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O tempo continua parado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ninguém tem noção do mundo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A vida branca e preta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tentando se recolorir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E nenhuma das tentativas prosperam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O final feliz que você esperava foi esse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;É isso que você realmente queria para nós?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se foi, parabéns!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Conseguiu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desacredito nisso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Foi tão estúpido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se quisesse minha amizade ou algo mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não teria feito isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você é tudo que eu quero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Porque foi tudo o que eu queria que fosse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Porque falou tudo o que eu queria que dissesse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Porque...Você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PORQUE ERA VOCÊ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Bendetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-2685815762783624361?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/2685815762783624361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/triste-final.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2685815762783624361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2685815762783624361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/triste-final.html' title='Triste final'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SfN43Fbi1zI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xoLGtKYmHRc/s72-c/CORA%C3%87%C3%83O+PARTIDO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-8992381284730475444</id><published>2009-04-22T14:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:27:28.623-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Vida passageira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Se9RHFaR9WI/AAAAAAAAAJo/BFr07MleOPI/s1600-h/PAISAGEM.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327566066355926370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Se9RHFaR9WI/AAAAAAAAAJo/BFr07MleOPI/s400/PAISAGEM.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A vida passa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Os amores, nunca são os mesmos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Por mais eternos que sejam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A vida é única...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aproveite, como se fosse o último dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Procure estar na boa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Não viva a vida a toa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seja você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Descubra quem realmente são as pessoas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Descubra o que realmente sente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E por quem sente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tente não estragar a tua vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ela é passageira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Será que você não é o problema?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Às vezes é sim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Você está só, não tem ninguém para falar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;É só você mudar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E amigos você terá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O teu mundo se reconstruirá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-8992381284730475444?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/8992381284730475444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/vida-passageira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8992381284730475444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8992381284730475444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/vida-passageira.html' title='Vida passageira'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Se9RHFaR9WI/AAAAAAAAAJo/BFr07MleOPI/s72-c/PAISAGEM.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4325429971255100345</id><published>2009-04-21T21:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.418-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>EU CONSIGO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Se5pJe5wT5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/mQFOvMNxtFk/s1600-h/SOLID%C3%83O.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327311020860919698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Se5pJe5wT5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/mQFOvMNxtFk/s400/SOLID%C3%83O.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu tento me enganar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não consigo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu tento me escutar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não há som...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escrevo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para me convencer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu consigo sem você!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu caminho agora, sóbrio...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Está se reconstruindo com luzes coloridas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas é melhor assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já respiro sozinha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas meu coração bate mais lento...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isso vai mudar com o tempo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O meu coração vai bater como antes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EU CONSIGO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fizemos valer a pena...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E isso é o que mais importa no momento para mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já não irei sofrer tanto assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque se eu sofrer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                     VOCÊ NÃO VAI VOLTAR PARA MIM...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-4325429971255100345?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4325429971255100345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4172011737651991922</id><published>2009-04-19T23:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:27:28.623-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Não se vá!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SevflxJDdUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ULp_Vb2LFMg/s1600-h/ABRA%C3%87O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326596824235210050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SevflxJDdUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ULp_Vb2LFMg/s400/ABRA%C3%87O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Agora estou aqui envergonhada, por ter feito o que fiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tentando lhe pedir perdão, no meio de brigas tão estúpidas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Queira entender...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eu nunca falaria nada mal sobre você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Você não pode acreditar no que os outros falam&lt;br /&gt;Você não pode ser influenciado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Todos menos você, por favor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eu preciso tanto de você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Assim como preciso de todos os meus amigos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Que não sabem o que um abraço pode curar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; O que o EU TE ADORO , pode ajudar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O que eles tem para dar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vamos falar de ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pessoa maravilhosa em minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Não pode ir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;É assim, quase um irmão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Teu perfume, me lembro dele sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aquele presente que me destes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Está sempre ao meu lado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aquelas roupas que usas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aquele carro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aquele perfume...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aquela voz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nada disso dá para esquecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nunca quero perder sua amizade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;É meu padrinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;É para sempre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Para o infinito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chegue aqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ria, me conforte como sempre faz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me traga a segurança e a paz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-4172011737651991922?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4172011737651991922/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/nao-se-va.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4172011737651991922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Uma ou duas vidas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/See2NwA15VI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SU8XPOYmHlI/s1600-h/DEPRESS%C3%83O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325425431731889490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/See2NwA15VI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SU8XPOYmHlI/s400/DEPRESS%C3%83O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Um amor acidental...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Que não acaba no final...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Uma vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ou duas vidas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tenho vários lados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nunca dei exemplo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nunca fui perfeita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Isso, você tem que entender...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A sobrevivente do amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Uma vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ou duas vidas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pelos cantos, jogada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pelas pessoas, ignorada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Só você meu ouve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Só você me entende...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Só você me anima...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Porém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                     É APENAS VOCÊ QUE SE APROXIMA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-6658642726026926330?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6658642726026926330/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/uma-ou-duas-vidas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6658642726026926330'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Foi você...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/See0ucD42-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lR7Dc5CiRYA/s1600-h/IMPEDIMENTO.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325423794288384994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/See0ucD42-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lR7Dc5CiRYA/s400/IMPEDIMENTO.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi você a minha droga...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi você o milagre...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi você o sofrimento...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi para você a lágrima a rolar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foram para você minhas poesias...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sei que é a melhor pessoa que conheci...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E com você cresci...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivi a vida de verdade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A incrível realidade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A estúpida e cruel verdade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É que agora o sentimento virou tempestade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muito forte e incontrolável...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto todos os dias uma dor insuportável...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                 Ao lembrar que nunca ficaremos juntos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-4687684275585738350?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4687684275585738350/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/foi-voce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4687684275585738350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4687684275585738350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/foi-voce.html' title='Foi você...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/See0ucD42-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/lR7Dc5CiRYA/s72-c/IMPEDIMENTO.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-70273735491150171</id><published>2009-04-16T19:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.419-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Meu vício...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/See0OrXSE7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/0f6Krb40UJQ/s1600-h/Beijo+selado.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325423248640447410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/See0OrXSE7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/0f6Krb40UJQ/s400/Beijo+selado.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu amigo, meu irmão, minha jóia, minha terceira mão...&lt;br /&gt;Infinitamente serei grata...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca serei sua amada...&lt;br /&gt;Mas posso ser sua fã...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teu nome me lembra paz...&lt;br /&gt;Muitas lembranças me traz...&lt;br /&gt;E sonhar me faz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E esquecer esses sonhos será difícil...&lt;br /&gt;Você se tornou meu grande vício...&lt;br /&gt;O meu cigarro...&lt;br /&gt;O meu whisky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E viciou forte...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo para falar com você...&lt;br /&gt;"Um dia eu aprendo e mudo de rumo"...&lt;br /&gt;Seu sorriso é meu melhor remédio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E você?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É A PESSOA MAIS IMPORTANTE DA MINHA VIDA...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-70273735491150171?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/See0OrXSE7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/0f6Krb40UJQ/s72-c/Beijo+selado.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6586699171904667471</id><published>2009-04-16T19:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.420-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Até quando?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeexLetUycI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qhlSRPY4HHo/s1600-h/SOFRIMENTO.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325419895168747970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeexLetUycI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qhlSRPY4HHo/s400/SOFRIMENTO.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Uma estrada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu e você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Uma música...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você e eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Uma ilusão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um amor fictício...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um vício?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ler tuas palavras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esqueci até o meu nome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esqueci que eu existo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Preciso te esquecer, pra me lembrar de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu sofro, sofro, sofro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E você nunca volta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sofro mais ainda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E você nem me dá bola...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Até quando irei sofrer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-6586699171904667471?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6586699171904667471/comments/default' title='Postar 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeexLetUycI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qhlSRPY4HHo/s72-c/SOFRIMENTO.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-1647938647390720034</id><published>2009-04-16T19:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.420-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Volte...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeeviqG_IiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Nitk-5otDok/s1600-h/VOLTE.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325418094342906402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeeviqG_IiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Nitk-5otDok/s400/VOLTE.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Volte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Esqueça o que aconteceu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Traga seu coração com você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Volte e fique para sempre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nunca mais deixe-me aqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu não sei o que senti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Se foi amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Se foi amizade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Só sei que foi realidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Agora também sei que foi e É amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sei, que me causou muita dor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Volte por favor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Quero ler tuas doces palavras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Compartilhar meu sentimentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Descobrir quem você é por dentro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-1647938647390720034?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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rápido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Traga o inesperado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Escute meu apelo de socorro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E por favor, salve-me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Não deixe-me sofrer mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pare e pense...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;De quem você gosta realmente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eu te quero mais do que tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;É um sonho de consumo que não pode ser comprado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Um amor rude, cruel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Uma ilusão que nunca será realidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ou será?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Meu destino onde vai acabar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Em você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Não suporto o vazio dentro do meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Só de pensar em ti, me traz emoção...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"A sombra de um amor que já brilhou demais"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mas o que apenas penso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Será que você voltará...?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-3280052239787747362?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/3280052239787747362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/faca-o-tempo-correr-rapido.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/3280052239787747362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/3280052239787747362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/faca-o-tempo-correr-rapido.html' title='Você voltará?'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeetADbe5VI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LfQpUamoyuE/s72-c/SURPRESA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-7023718222846304005</id><published>2009-04-14T22:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.421-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>E se...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeU8w4lffeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nTMSdI0TKWc/s1600-h/o_amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324728944956505570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeU8w4lffeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nTMSdI0TKWc/s400/o_amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se for tarde demais?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se o inesperado nos junte antes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se não existirmos mais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se nos amarmos eternamente?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se o meu mundo desabar sem você?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se eu não mais o amar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se eu não for eu mesma...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se eu não amar nada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se eu odiar o mundo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se eu me odiar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se eu me perder pensando em você e nunca mais voltar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se eu for uma ilusão como você?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que é mentira?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que és feliz?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"E se as paredes forem feitas de giz?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olha, um amor assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olhar arregalado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em todos que vejo acho que é você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em tudo que ouço, me lembra você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E tudo o que falo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      É VOCÊ!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-7023718222846304005?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/7023718222846304005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7023718222846304005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7023718222846304005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-se.html' title='E se...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeU8w4lffeI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nTMSdI0TKWc/s72-c/o_amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-3218985717475356149</id><published>2009-04-12T22:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:20:01.362-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Meus amigos de antes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GVz2jbzXVCI/SeKbcDVBIvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/AQJe91cKjzU/s1600-h/Amigos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323988615737451250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GVz2jbzXVCI/SeKbcDVBIvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/AQJe91cKjzU/s400/Amigos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meus amigos deixados para trás....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minhas felicidades esquecidas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu nunca esquecerei vocês...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que aprontamos juntos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que rimos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que cantamos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que zuamos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O quanto fomos para a cordenação juntos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inesquecível cada passo naquela sala...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada grito do Júlio...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahaha, bons tempos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada filme...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi um método legal de aprender...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não aprendemos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas tudo bem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando se trata de ficar ao lado de vocês, tudo é bom...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um ano quase perdido...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas vocês, me encontrei...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E depois, me perdi...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que houve?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me encontrei em outro lugar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas sem vocês aqui, me faz falta...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo que passamos juntos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ainda me faz feliz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ainda Sinto falta de vocês....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-3218985717475356149?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GVz2jbzXVCI/SeKbcDVBIvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/AQJe91cKjzU/s72-c/Amigos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-9119342150585615400</id><published>2009-04-12T20:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.421-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Como faço para você voltar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeJ9mpqAzqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vOPvn39Nby8/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323955812475915938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeJ9mpqAzqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vOPvn39Nby8/s400/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu amor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meio de tanta mentira...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A única coisa verdadeira aqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi o meu amor por você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os meses que vivi por você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida que levarei pensando em ti...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não menti por mal...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi por...Por brincadeira...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora vejo, nada está certo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desde o princípio...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desde o momento que lhe vi pela primeira vez...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo foi tão absurdo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desde &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gata, não fica assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Até&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu deus como você consegue ser tão chata assim?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo isso!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi uma coisa bipolar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma ilusão...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas você é um vício!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falar com você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouvir tuas palavras doces me apoiando...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É tudo tão lindo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Até mesmo as nossas brigas me ajudaram muito!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como diz a música:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Foi você, que fez meu mundo desandar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem você, nada é o mesmo na minha vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela voltou a ser branco e preto...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não vou mais insistir, apesar de viver por você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se você viver melhor sem mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morrerei por você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como no meu sonho...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morrerei gritando teu nome...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te chamando para me salvar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu te amo meu amor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não me abandone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivendo no meu mundo escuro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu preciso de você, juro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tente me escutar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meus amigos me ajudam...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas você não volta...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que preciso fazer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que quer que eu seja?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma fada?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu sou eu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me aceite como sou...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me queira como eu sou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMO FAÇO PARA VOCÊ VOLTAR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-9119342150585615400?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SeJ9mpqAzqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vOPvn39Nby8/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-8124522107490933477</id><published>2009-04-12T18:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:27:28.623-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Decepções...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVz2jbzXVCI/SeJelUMOVwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Yzaf-o0II9g/s1600-h/depression.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323921704673498882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVz2jbzXVCI/SeJelUMOVwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Yzaf-o0II9g/s400/depression.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Decepções...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aquelas que não nos deixam dormir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Não nos deixam amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Não nos deixam sentir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;O brilho de um olhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A vida de alguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;As vezes me é uma decepção...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nunca neguei a vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mas já neguei alguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Algum sentimento sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Foi sim minha decepção...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A minha maior paixão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Foi uma das maiores que já tive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;O sonho de uma criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;De ganhar um abraço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E não poder ganhá-lo de ninguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Uma decepção...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tê-lo como o amor da minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Como o amor não correspondido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Uma vida, não vivida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tantas decepções que temos na vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E de todas elas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;     VOCÊ FOI A QUE MARCOU MAIS A MINHA VIDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-8124522107490933477?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/8124522107490933477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/decepcoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8124522107490933477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8124522107490933477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/decepcoes.html' title='Decepções...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GVz2jbzXVCI/SeJelUMOVwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Yzaf-o0II9g/s72-c/depression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-209701496443739621</id><published>2009-04-05T00:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:26:51.422-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Depende de mim e de você...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sdgo_LLWyrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ofPOPZ23WKo/s1600-h/cor%C3%A7%C3%A3o.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321048025535531698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sdgo_LLWyrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ofPOPZ23WKo/s400/cor%C3%A7%C3%A3o.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Foi tudo tão de repente,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O sol desapareceu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;As nuvens me cercaram,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A chuva começou a cair sobre mim ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E comecei a sentir alguma coisa faltando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Não no sentido materialista...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No sentido sentimental...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Foi uma coisa muito fatal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Para melhor me expressar, comecei a cantar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Uma música muito importante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Uma música marcante, que tocava naquela festa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nesta mesma festa, enquanto a música tocava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dentro de mim, o tempo parou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E senti uma sensação estranha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Uma sensação que jamais senti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Então percebi que todos iam para a fogueira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fui atrás deles, e me sentei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Quando olhei para o lado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Descobri o que faltava dentro de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Um arrepio que vinha da cabeça ao umbigo senti quando olhei novamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Será que eternamente eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Isso só o tempo responderá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ninguém sabe exatamente aonde vai dar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Será que meu gtrande sonho se realizará...&lt;br /&gt;Será que meu Sol voltará a brilhar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E um lindo arco-íris aparecerá...Será, será?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Se demorará, não sei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Se realmente virá não sei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E se o mesmo sentirei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                                               Depende do que serei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&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='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sdgo_LLWyrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ofPOPZ23WKo/s72-c/cor%C3%A7%C3%A3o.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-3358990596001899314</id><published>2009-04-04T23:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:27:28.624-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Cores!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sdgdyt5OdUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bf6LzLKZJKQ/s1600-h/cores.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321035716888524098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sdgdyt5OdUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bf6LzLKZJKQ/s400/cores.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Colorir a vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sorrir, uma das formas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brincar, outra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Misture as cores!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Amarelo e azul , dá verde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sorriso e gargalhadas, dá saúde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Procure colorir a sua vida, sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sempre que possível misture as cores da melhor forma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Pinte o seu mundo de azul, amarelo, roxo, amarelo, verde...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Faça o possível, para que seja a pessoa mais colorida do mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Seja você!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Branco e preto,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NUNCA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SEMPRE COLORINDO A SUA VIDA E A DE OUTROS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-3358990596001899314?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/3358990596001899314/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/cores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-5715542508694183754</id><published>2009-04-03T22:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:31:36.124-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Seja Feliz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sda5rvGxofI/AAAAAAAAAEg/g8rzxZXP5GU/s1600-h/Feliz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320644170815218162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sda5rvGxofI/AAAAAAAAAEg/g8rzxZXP5GU/s400/Feliz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Não se importe com nada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seja feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nunca se rebaixe ao nível de ninguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Viva a vida leve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Solte-se!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seja feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E o resto?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ah, o resto, que a vida leve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Siga sempre, sendo você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seja feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sambe, Sorria, dance,canse e surpreenda-se com o seu final feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jogue tudo pro ar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Confete e serpentina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Luz e porpurina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Solte-se!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seja feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Siga teu caminho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Grite, dê risada, cante, baile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Serás feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E os obstáculos da vida...ah, esses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DEIXA ELES QUE A VIDA TOMA CONTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-5715542508694183754?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/Sda5rvGxofI/AAAAAAAAAEg/g8rzxZXP5GU/s72-c/Feliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-7211481272809425246</id><published>2009-04-02T16:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.897-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Quem sabe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdUMusOoV9I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1dv3OuTdqhA/s1600-h/EMO.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320172531094149074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdUMusOoV9I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1dv3OuTdqhA/s400/EMO.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As duas faces de uma garota&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A outra parte do espelho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquela que não significou nada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa foi a que eu vivi...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supostamente a minha inspiração...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lágrima à rolar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As nuvens a surgir no meu céu estrelado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca pensei que fosse assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O tudo que me preocupei por uma coisa alheia...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E claro e sempre...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você no meu caminho...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora, surge uma barreira...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma barreira, que separa tudo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O bom e o ruim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E porque me deixou presa do pior lado?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do nada ouço uma voz que me diz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Todos os obstáculos do pior lado, são a sua vida!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E me pergunto,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você se isolou da minha vida?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para sempre, sei que foi...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Partiu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi embora, e partiu meu coração...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E a outra parte,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ninguém sabe como completar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa droga de sonho nunca deu em nada!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E nunca dará...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E já sei o que fazer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vou seguir o meu caminho...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vencerei os obstáculos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUEM SABE NO FIM DO CAMINHO EU ENCONTRO VOCÊ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-7211481272809425246?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/7211481272809425246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-duas-faces-de-uma-garota-outra-parte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7211481272809425246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/7211481272809425246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-duas-faces-de-uma-garota-outra-parte.html' title='Quem sabe...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdUMusOoV9I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1dv3OuTdqhA/s72-c/EMO.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-1655771995976796606</id><published>2009-04-02T10:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:31:36.124-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Para meu padrinho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdS6bkYoFcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/tsEf5xzyvP4/s1600-h/image_caminho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320082042617599426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdS6bkYoFcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/tsEf5xzyvP4/s400/image_caminho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora eu vejo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo o que me disse foi real!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo o que me ensinou, faz bem!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora, só me resta uma coisa a fazer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agradecer todos os dias por você ter aparecido em minha vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muito obrigada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salvou meus fins de semana...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animou a minha vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não me permitiu viver de coisas alheias...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não me permitiu sofrer com nada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre me animando...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre tentando me ajudar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você é assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um milagre de ter aparecido...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu apoio, minha inspiração...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu adoro você!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serei grata toda a minha vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelos conselhos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelas risadas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelo ânimo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E principalmente:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POR EXISTIR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-1655771995976796606?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/1655771995976796606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/agora-eu-vejo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1655771995976796606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1655771995976796606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/agora-eu-vejo.html' title='Para meu padrinho...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdS6bkYoFcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/tsEf5xzyvP4/s72-c/image_caminho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-2480333834153412746</id><published>2009-04-02T10:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.898-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Você...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdS4Jm7JaHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2SOcCIQAoAY/s1600-h/ele.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320079535038359666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdS4Jm7JaHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2SOcCIQAoAY/s400/ele.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah, se não fosse você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melhor pessoa que já conheci...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu melhor amigo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso de você pra respirar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas já tem alguém no meu lugar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fecho os olhos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E vejo você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquele Deus...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquela coisa linda de se ver...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquele colírio para os meus olhos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquela ternura para o meu coração...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simplesmente nem sei mais o que lhe dizer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero apenas te convencer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que preciso fazer?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOU ESPERAR O SOL APARECER....OU SEJA, NUNCA...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-2480333834153412746?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/2480333834153412746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2480333834153412746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2480333834153412746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/voce.html' title='Você...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdS4Jm7JaHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2SOcCIQAoAY/s72-c/ele.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-8028618208027204831</id><published>2009-04-02T09:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.898-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Vá, esqueça-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdS2Ifmy_LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3YJef7jTJeY/s1600-h/casal_m%C3%A3os_dadas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320077316870831282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdS2Ifmy_LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3YJef7jTJeY/s400/casal_m%25C3%25A3os_dadas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vá, viva tua vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vá, me esqueça de vez...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vá ser feliz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vá, antes que seja muito tarde...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso de você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não vou me rebaixar ao nível de alguém...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precisastes mais dela...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vá, fique com ela...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não iluda-me mais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não magoe-me mais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não necessito de ti para viver...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na verdade necessito...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas pare e pense um pouco!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não queremos nada disso!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pode até ser que um dia aconteça...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E pode ser que nunca seja real...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A minha ilusão ao ver um casal...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A minha imaginação...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É tudo tão absurdo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                        MAS EU TE AMO...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-8028618208027204831?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/8028618208027204831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/va-esqueca-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8028618208027204831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8028618208027204831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/04/va-esqueca-me.html' title='Vá, esqueça-me'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdS2Ifmy_LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3YJef7jTJeY/s72-c/casal_m%25C3%25A3os_dadas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-9064830471745618348</id><published>2009-03-31T21:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.898-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Outra mera ilusão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdK9CmcfzRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YL8W3FZBzx8/s1600-h/coracao_partido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319521962255437074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdK9CmcfzRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YL8W3FZBzx8/s400/coracao_partido.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo isso por nada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo isso não deu em nada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ao saber isso...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A real verdade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A cruel verdade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não quero mais saber de você...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já me magoou muito toda essa história...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa droga de sonho não vai dar em nada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa droga de ilusão era uma ilusão ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nada disso foi real...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paro, e me pergunto:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por quê?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que nada disso foi real?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como quis...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como acreditei...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como repentinamente em minha mente criei...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que chorei tão estupidamente ao pensar em você?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que fiz coisas tolas sem saber a verdade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que não pode ser realidade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-9064830471745618348?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/9064830471745618348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/tudo-isso-por-nada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/9064830471745618348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/9064830471745618348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/tudo-isso-por-nada.html' title='Outra mera ilusão...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdK9CmcfzRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YL8W3FZBzx8/s72-c/coracao_partido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4076354398338780600</id><published>2009-03-31T21:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.899-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Uma lágrima de sangue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdK0J-WYclI/AAAAAAAAADw/YfexQd0Fdu0/s1600-h/LÃ¡grima.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319512193326674514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdK0J-WYclI/AAAAAAAAADw/YfexQd0Fdu0/s400/L%C3%A1grima.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma lágrima de sangue não é apenas uma lágrima&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É uma esperança acabada, a tortura inesperada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma lágrima que cai dos teus olhos, me demonstra emoção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma lágrima que cai dos meus olhos me mostra paixão...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquele olho sangrando, aquele sangue marcando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A marca da lágrima está no meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A marca da minha maior paixão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A minha maior emoção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquele dia, aquele momento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estão na lágrima de sangue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que cai dos meus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ó tempestade, acabe, agora...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Limpe meu rosto marcado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me traga o inesperado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faça com que meu sonho seja realizado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faça que meu coração seja completado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquela lágrima de sangue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cai dos meus olhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;segue pelo meu rosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E acaba no meu coração...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-4076354398338780600?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4076354398338780600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-lagrima-de-sangue.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4076354398338780600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4076354398338780600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-lagrima-de-sangue.html' title='Uma lágrima de sangue'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdK0J-WYclI/AAAAAAAAADw/YfexQd0Fdu0/s72-c/L%C3%A1grima.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-8175921221359549357</id><published>2009-03-31T15:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.899-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>O que você sente?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJmdytZvSI/AAAAAAAAADg/6ML9AoIst_c/s1600-h/love_by_laurapora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319426771892419874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJmdytZvSI/AAAAAAAAADg/6ML9AoIst_c/s400/love_by_laurapora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errando, vivendo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amando, te querendo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É assim que estou no exato momento...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem mais saber de nada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre do teu lado,sigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre te querendo, vivo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nunca amei alguém assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TANTO ASSIM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero você para sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqui, do meu lado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EU TE AMO...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muito...Sem limites...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E acho que é eterno...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelo menos espero...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se for eterno,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quero que esse eterno seja do teu lado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nada de você lá e eu cá....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você aqui comigo e ponto...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não penso em mais nada...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esqueci de mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esqueci da minha vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só me fala...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                              VOCÊ SENTE O MESMO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-8175921221359549357?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/8175921221359549357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-que-voce-sente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8175921221359549357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/8175921221359549357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-que-voce-sente.html' title='O que você sente?'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJmdytZvSI/AAAAAAAAADg/6ML9AoIst_c/s72-c/love_by_laurapora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6448870122839236029</id><published>2009-03-31T15:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:31:36.124-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Brinque...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJisNiNOJI/AAAAAAAAADA/NB66qIk9RGc/s1600-h/56.651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319422621564876946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJisNiNOJI/AAAAAAAAADA/NB66qIk9RGc/s400/56.651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brincar para ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sorrir para fazer alguém feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;É como uma dança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;É brincar de ser criança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sorria, faça alguém feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Brinque com suas expressões...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Brinque com tua boca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Brinque com teu sorriso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Apenas brinque!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Vejo o brilho nos olhos de uma pequena criança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Que sempre está feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Brinque!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Brinque com tua voz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Será muito feliz o teu caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A tua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O brilho dos teus olhos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Siga em frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ergue tua cabeça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Não chores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;APENAS SORRIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-6448870122839236029?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6448870122839236029/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/brinque.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6448870122839236029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6448870122839236029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/brinque.html' title='Brinque...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJisNiNOJI/AAAAAAAAADA/NB66qIk9RGc/s72-c/56.651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4979061973180919116</id><published>2009-03-31T15:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.899-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Como?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJfurZaHWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9OgAu1GlxYk/s1600-h/33590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319419365405891938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJfurZaHWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9OgAu1GlxYk/s400/33590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;Você me odeia&lt;br /&gt;Eu lhe abraço&lt;br /&gt;Você me esfaqueia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mata meu coração de tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Só de pensar...&lt;br /&gt;Como consegui ser tão inútil...&lt;br /&gt;Como consegui ser tão inútil?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responda-me...&lt;br /&gt;Como conseguiu me convencer de que tudo foi verdade?&lt;br /&gt;Como conseguiu fazer isso comigo?&lt;br /&gt;Como pode?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como?&lt;br /&gt;Como fez isso?&lt;br /&gt;Como, como, como...&lt;br /&gt;São as únicas coisas que eu penso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As únicas coisas que consigo lembrar de falar...&lt;br /&gt;E você, deve estar se divertindo sem mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meu rosto corre uma lágrima&lt;br /&gt;Na folha, um desabafo...&lt;br /&gt;No coração um buraco&lt;br /&gt;E de pensar que era “minha melhor amiga”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe o que sinto por você?&lt;br /&gt;Sinto pena...&lt;br /&gt;Na real...Você tentou me abalar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E CONSEGUIU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&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/6460495447008984279-4979061973180919116?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4979061973180919116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/como.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4979061973180919116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4979061973180919116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/como.html' title='Como?!'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJfurZaHWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9OgAu1GlxYk/s72-c/33590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4265730081217401657</id><published>2009-03-31T14:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.900-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Mentira Marcante...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJYSZMYaII/AAAAAAAAACw/idR4zKprazc/s1600-h/abraÃ§o.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319411182901684354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJYSZMYaII/AAAAAAAAACw/idR4zKprazc/s400/abra%C3%A7o.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Então tudo isso foi mentira?&lt;br /&gt;Então tudo isso não quis dizer nada?&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente nada&lt;br /&gt;Absolutamente nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preocupei-me com uma coisa alheia novamente...&lt;br /&gt;E foi tudo tão de repente...&lt;br /&gt;Nem consigo me lembrar o que aconteceu...&lt;br /&gt;E ao mesmo tempo consigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou enlouquecendo por coisas alheias...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, não consigo parar de pensar...&lt;br /&gt;Como foi capaz de fazer tudo isso...&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca te quis mal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo dá voltas...&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou fazer o que...&lt;br /&gt;Já que queres ser falsa dessa forma...&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca te quis mal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se os outros me tratam melhor...&lt;br /&gt;Não é culpa minha...&lt;br /&gt;Por favor ...&lt;br /&gt;Tente me escutar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me ignore&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos conversar...&lt;br /&gt;“Está tudo resolvido” como dizia...&lt;br /&gt;Além de tudo, me iludiu como se eu fosse tola...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me ignore...&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero sua amizade&lt;br /&gt;E pelo visto, não queres a minha...&lt;br /&gt;Não vou desistir da minha vida por isso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansei de depender de ti para viver...&lt;br /&gt;Agora, eu estou de braços abertos...&lt;br /&gt;Só cuidado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NÃO CHEGUE TARDE DEMAIS...EU POSSO NÃO MAIS EXISTIR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-4265730081217401657?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4265730081217401657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/mentira-marcante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4265730081217401657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4265730081217401657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/mentira-marcante.html' title='Mentira Marcante...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJYSZMYaII/AAAAAAAAACw/idR4zKprazc/s72-c/abra%C3%A7o.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-1909435952048665642</id><published>2009-03-31T13:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.900-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Temporal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJW7ID3T1I/AAAAAAAAACo/eeZmWATx2Kk/s1600-h/a_chuva_e_a_porta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319409683653939026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJW7ID3T1I/AAAAAAAAACo/eeZmWATx2Kk/s400/a_chuva_e_a_porta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No meio de um temporal lhe pergunto...&lt;br /&gt;Onde está você para vir me salvar...&lt;br /&gt;A caminhonete branca&lt;br /&gt;A escuridão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo foi uma mera ilusão...&lt;br /&gt;Será mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;Venha me salvar nesse temporal...&lt;br /&gt;Tire-me deste vendaval!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrace-me forte...&lt;br /&gt;Beije-me carinhosamente...&lt;br /&gt;Nem precisa...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas salve-me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salve-me!&lt;br /&gt;Desse lugar, desse temporal...&lt;br /&gt;Não se esqueça de me amar...&lt;br /&gt;SALVE-ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu lhe imploro!&lt;br /&gt;Tire-me deste terrível lugar!&lt;br /&gt;O que está acontecendo?&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou indo embora!&lt;br /&gt;Você não chegou!&lt;br /&gt;Venha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                                 SALVE-ME DESTE TEMPORAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-1909435952048665642?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdJW7ID3T1I/AAAAAAAAACo/eeZmWATx2Kk/s72-c/a_chuva_e_a_porta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-2255922810730275348</id><published>2009-03-30T19:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.901-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Amor Bipolar?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdFKwxMKu0I/AAAAAAAAACg/oZb-nZ9JZGM/s1600-h/bipolar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319114836599814978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdFKwxMKu0I/AAAAAAAAACg/oZb-nZ9JZGM/s400/bipolar.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Você ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Você odeia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Você liberta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Você bloqueia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;é simplesmente uma coisa estranha, medonha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sem nunca decidir o que realmente quer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;No que você se inspira?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;No que você acredita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Para sempre em minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mesmo que queira nunca conseguirei esquecê-lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Quando o céu está nublado, basta pensar em ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Que logo uma estrela posso ver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Se quiser, sempre serei uma estrela no seu céu nublado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;VocÊ muda muito rápido , nem dá tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mas eu confio no meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Se é isso  que ele quer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Eu vou fazer isso dar certo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Só preciso de você para isso acontecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mais do que tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                       EU PRECICSO DE VOCÊ PARA RESPIRAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-2255922810730275348?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/2255922810730275348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/amor-bipolar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6774287466424004060</id><published>2009-03-30T17:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.901-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Diferente?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEp3hZf9VI/AAAAAAAAACY/AK2Audl4dY8/s1600-h/choro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319078668736132434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEp3hZf9VI/AAAAAAAAACY/AK2Audl4dY8/s400/choro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todos sabem, que só você me levanta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todos sabem , que só você me importa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todos sabem, que só penso em uma coisa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todos sabem, que só você aparece em meus sonhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você também sabe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você também sabe que eu irrito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você também sabe que eu sou chata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você também sabe que eu lhe persigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todos sabem, que eu deixo de viver a minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todos sabem, que se for preciso me mataria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todos sabem, que eu respiro você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todos sabem que és minha melhor amiga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você também sabe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você também sabe , que prefere que VOCÊ viva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você também sabe, que se eu respirasse através de você, eu morreria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você também sabe, que cansou de me ajudar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Todos sabem de uma coisa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aquela que você acha ser diferente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do pior olhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enquanto outros veem como a maior amizade do mundo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-6774287466424004060?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6774287466424004060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/diferente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6774287466424004060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6774287466424004060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/diferente.html' title='Diferente?!'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEp3hZf9VI/AAAAAAAAACY/AK2Audl4dY8/s72-c/choro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-4942188007603034176</id><published>2009-03-30T16:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.901-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Dúvidas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEljN3_IMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CiQCFHDG1wY/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo85.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319073921851400386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEljN3_IMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CiQCFHDG1wY/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo85.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No nascer do Sol, penso em você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A tarde, tento te esquecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quando a noite cai, sonho com você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não tem mais jeito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ninguém entra e ninguém mais sai do meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As portas já se fecharam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Símbolos selam cartas...A noite tocam harpas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para trazer de volta a minha tristeza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quero que seja feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mas também quero ser feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para isso preciso te esquecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Só preciso que me diga como...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do seu lado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u muito distante?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Te ver às sete?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ou a qualquer instante?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dúvidas insuportáveis que ficam na minha mente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dúvidas inacreditáveis que marcam minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dúvidas inaceitáveis que não saem do meu coração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&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/6460495447008984279-4942188007603034176?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/4942188007603034176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/duvidas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4942188007603034176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/4942188007603034176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/duvidas.html' title='Dúvidas...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEljN3_IMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/CiQCFHDG1wY/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo85.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6068048280170005279</id><published>2009-03-30T16:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.902-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Ilusões...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEiKe5h5cI/AAAAAAAAACI/CVKUg9zRTbs/s1600-h/IlusÃ£o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319070198389663170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEiKe5h5cI/AAAAAAAAACI/CVKUg9zRTbs/s400/Ilus%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Horas e horas pensando em uma só coisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Em te ter, em te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Horas e horas de ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E sempre pensando em te encontrar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Qual o melhor remédio para a ilusão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;O que fazer contra ela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Preciso só de uma razão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Pra que tanta ilusão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Se o que realmente fará diferença é o mundo real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nas ilusões, tudo é como eu gosto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Na vida, nada é como queremos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mas algumas coisas necessitam de excessões &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Alguns sentimentos temos que guardar para nós mesmos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Alguns pensamentos e sonhos também...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Porque?Porquê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Então pense, pense bem...NÃO ME ILUDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Isso eu sei fazer sozinha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Não preciso de ajuda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Me ajude em outras coisas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;                                                                  ILUSÕES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-6068048280170005279?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6068048280170005279/comments/default' 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style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonhos feitos de ilusões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonhos cheios de emoções&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonhos sem traduções&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonhos sem identificações...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Esses são os meus sonhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Simples, porém marcantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Felizes , porém arrogantes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tão ruim tê-los como sonhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O que eles representam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O que realmente significam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sinceramente eu ainda acredito que são de outra vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonhos que me fazem rir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonhos que me fazem chorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonhos que me fazem refletir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonhos que me fazem amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Só de pensar o que terei de fazer para esquecê-los...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Para não mais tê-los&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Para não mais vê-los&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Para não mais vivê-los...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-8287314581459765596?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEfKEAqJGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gnBK6qoyH40/s72-c/bebe_dormindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6374204896221990342</id><published>2009-03-30T16:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.902-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Não me iluda...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEdQ6qekKI/AAAAAAAAABw/WMWeaeNKH-s/s1600-h/1209722952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319064811363799202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEdQ6qekKI/AAAAAAAAABw/WMWeaeNKH-s/s400/1209722952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu quero esquecer tudo o que aconteceu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agora, estou deitada no meio da rua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Antes, estava eu e uma pessoa que não conheço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amanhã, não quero estar com você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sua casa?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O que eu estava fazendo na sua casa?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paro de pensar, de uma hora para a outra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quando me perco, me encontro do teu lado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não quero isso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nunca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você está mesmo me dizendo a verdade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se realmente estiver, eu estou mentindo para mim mesma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu não quero parar de falar com você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apenas não quero me enganar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pensar em uma coisa que não é verdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me iludir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu quero mais é que vocês sejam felizes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vai, viva a sua vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eu não te impeço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas por favor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                      NÃO ME ILUDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-6374204896221990342?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6374204896221990342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/nao-me-iluda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6374204896221990342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Nunca mais ou para sempre?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEaw3md3NI/AAAAAAAAABo/XesjMvImuyQ/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319062061762600146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEaw3md3NI/AAAAAAAAABo/XesjMvImuyQ/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A menor "amizade" que já tive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me envergonha só de pensar...Que fui capaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me arrisquei a dizer o que não deveria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Não te quero mal..foi acidental...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Como faço pra te esquecer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Que será que sabe a receita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Essa poção e a poção para ser alguém de verdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Eu amo você...Ninguém nunca irá apagar isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nenhum adeus, nenhum sonho, nenhum sentimento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Não vou insistir na nossa "amizade"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Não vale a pena...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Será isso vai durar?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Por quanto tempo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quanto tempo vai demorar para nos reencontrarmos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Espero que dure a vida toda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Não tenho cara de olhar pra você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Depois de tudo que aconteceu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Isso tudo vai destuir a minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Porque além de tudo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NADA DISSO FOI AMIZADE COMO EU PENSAVA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-7464704340641637364?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEaw3md3NI/AAAAAAAAABo/XesjMvImuyQ/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-1246764418097288105</id><published>2009-03-30T16:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:16:11.335-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>O que quero da vida?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEZQNNayxI/AAAAAAAAABY/5PfFcanvZ7s/s1600-h/CancaoDoMarBarco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319060401115810578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; 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acontecer?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Simplesmente já nem sei mais o que quero da vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Será que me falta você?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;O que quero da vida?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Você?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nós dois juntos?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NUNCA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;                 EU NÃO QUERO MAGOAR NINGUÉM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-1246764418097288105?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/1246764418097288105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-que-quero-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1246764418097288105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1246764418097288105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-que-quero-da-vida.html' title='O que quero da vida?!'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEZQNNayxI/AAAAAAAAABY/5PfFcanvZ7s/s72-c/CancaoDoMarBarco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-6057611151287659885</id><published>2009-03-30T15:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:16:11.335-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Será que consigo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEWwvgCWnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YDMK5YMh7Z0/s1600-h/Maos-34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319057661541636722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEWwvgCWnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YDMK5YMh7Z0/s400/Maos-34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero parar de pensar apenas na mesma coisa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Procuro amigos, mas afinal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Onde eles estão?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eu não encontro algo que me faça sorrir, apenas escrever o que sinto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Agora, estou ouvindo a tua música...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lembro de você o tempo todo, sem excessões...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E o final de tudo disso, aonde vai dar?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E o meu futuro, como será?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Só quero te esquecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tê-lo apenas como amigo, como sempre foi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Peço que pare, mas você insiste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eu apenas quero que pense...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O que você fará é errado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eu não vou me arriscar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Não vou me submeter a esse absurdo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Logo mais, isso passa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Foi um amor acidental, eu nem queria que acontecesse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Deve sentir o mesmo pela forma que se refere a mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tento te esquecer, mas é impossível...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Peço perdão, mas é impossível...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Não é a melhor decisão fazermos isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tudo irá mudar, você verá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-6057611151287659885?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/6057611151287659885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/sera-que-consigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6057611151287659885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/6057611151287659885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/sera-que-consigo.html' title='Será que consigo?'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEWwvgCWnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YDMK5YMh7Z0/s72-c/Maos-34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-696421011197088777</id><published>2009-03-30T15:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.903-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Deve ser apenas uma mera ilusão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdES61WqnVI/AAAAAAAAABI/QfqBEIGgMXw/s1600-h/menina%20triste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319053436865125714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdES61WqnVI/AAAAAAAAABI/QfqBEIGgMXw/s400/menina%2520triste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Será que estou ficando maluca?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Será que isso é apenas ilusão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Você realmente acha justo fazer isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Você realmente acha que vale a pena?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Conseguiriamos assim, magoar uma grande amiga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Uma grande irmã, que nunca esquecerei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aquela que nos ajudou, aquela que nos apoiou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Em todos os piores e melhores momentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Você tem certeza que quer isso?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ou é apenas uma ilusão minha?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Eu não consigo desviar o pensamento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;De tanto que choro causo um alagamento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Acho que te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Só que também amo minha amiga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aquela que me ajuda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Me diga, você seria o Senhor Ilusão?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ou seria minha maior paixão?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Foi um amor acidental...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aconteceu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Não quero magoar a ninguém, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ALGUNS SENTIMENTOS SÃO SECRETOS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-696421011197088777?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdES61WqnVI/AAAAAAAAABI/QfqBEIGgMXw/s72-c/menina%2520triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-1859771983259400451</id><published>2009-03-30T15:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:16:11.335-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Como um muro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEQz-ZBPSI/AAAAAAAAABA/jri9P6ZkxC0/s1600-h/Muro.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319051120008576290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEQz-ZBPSI/AAAAAAAAABA/jri9P6ZkxC0/s400/Muro.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Vocês podem até tentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mas não vão me derrubar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Continuo com a cabeça erguida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E nada vai me abalar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Posso estar no pior dia da minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mas, mesmo assim, vocês não irão me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;afetar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pode até me provocar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Não irá me atingir, se liga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Agora estamos frente a frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E sei que continua a me irritar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olha só...Me xinga, mas você verá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Quando tomar decisões você vai se dar mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Acredite em mim, acho melhor você parar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Não quer?!O problema é todo seu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me escute, você não está no caminho certo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pode tentar novamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mas não tente me  stressar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Essa brincadeirinha de mau gosto não vai dar certo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pare!Não vou me stressar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Calma, conte até dez e finja não ouvir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E principalmente, tente não reagir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-1859771983259400451?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/1859771983259400451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/como-um-muro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1859771983259400451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/1859771983259400451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/como-um-muro.html' title='Como um muro...'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEQz-ZBPSI/AAAAAAAAABA/jri9P6ZkxC0/s72-c/Muro.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-2777894330283145876</id><published>2009-03-30T15:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:30:53.903-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Meu amor por você</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEM4UlRMwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZmNlAdfNe8/s1600-h/coracao2tf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319046796638499586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEM4UlRMwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZmNlAdfNe8/s320/coracao2tf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sempre pensando em uma só coisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Posso tentar, posso perder ou posso ganhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas meu amor é infinito por você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não consigo te esquecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Na minha mente estou do seu lado todos os dias...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sinto muitas saudades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E finalmente te telefono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Acho que também sente saudades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Será que você sente o mesmo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Será que tens vergonha de admitir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para mim sempre gostou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ou será que sou apenas uma amiga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como já disse...Não sai do meu pensamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E quem já tentou?O tempo junto ao vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas só o troxe de volta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não sai do meu pensamento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A noite, demoro a dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Novamente, só pensando na mesma coisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com a alma em outro mundo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Só pensando em você, em te ver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O quer vou fazer sem você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meu equilíbrio, minha inspiração...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tudo é você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me direcionando em uma só coisa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;almente estou no mundo da Lua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SÓ PRA FICAR MAIS FÁCIL DE PENSAR EM VOCÊ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-2777894330283145876?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/2777894330283145876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/meu-amor-por-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2777894330283145876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6460495447008984279/posts/default/2777894330283145876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/meu-amor-por-voce.html' title='Meu amor por você'/><author><name>Thaís</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp0NEz4znA0/TymknksNMHI/AAAAAAAAAfg/oX0aJhka0gg/s220/389054_262694790444384_100001115956091_684958_872231591_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdEM4UlRMwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QZmNlAdfNe8/s72-c/coracao2tf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6460495447008984279.post-5790241611289283116</id><published>2009-03-30T15:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T03:16:11.336-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just fellings'/><title type='text'>Vida inaceitável...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdELDn0PORI/AAAAAAAAAAo/IG1Gi2XnV-A/s1600-h/lagrima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319044791756863762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5yXqP-YqpA0/SdELDn0PORI/AAAAAAAAAAo/IG1Gi2XnV-A/s320/lagrima.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu não sei nada sobre a vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu não sei nada sobre mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nunca terei amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nem um amor verdadeiro se continuar assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mas eu não sei como mudar, eu preciso me afastar para um distante lugar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E o que será de mim agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Como viverei no mundo afora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E só na minha ilusão eu vou vivendo um vidão que realmente não tenho não...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Se pelo menos eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Preciso mudar urgentemente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mas não tenho nada em mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Como posso mudar ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Se nem sei quem realmente sou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Acho que vou desabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As pessoas me odeiam, a vida me condena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Agora é carnaval e estou me sentindo mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Na soliudão, na escuridão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Os dias passam e eu não condigo me controlar e nem me entender...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;                                          SERÁ QUE SOBREVIVEREI?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-5790241611289283116?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/5790241611289283116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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amada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E da vida menos descriminada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Deixar de ser a estranha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E viver a vida sem manhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Queria poder ter amigos de verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mas que vivam na realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Queria ser uma pessoa melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E deixar para sempre de ser a pior...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A estranha vai crescer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E a vida, não viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O amor não amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A amizade não cultivar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O ensino não aprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O sentimento não sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O relacionamento, não prosperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E o ano novo, não renovar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thaís Scaciota Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6460495447008984279-43663177013065032?l=liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/feeds/43663177013065032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liberteasuaalma.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-so-queria-ser-amada-e-da-vida-menos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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