<?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-238476762537760671</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:12:51.431-02:00</updated><title type='text'>um pouco de mim pra você</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-2952221310064570781</id><published>2011-04-05T11:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T12:00:13.873-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ultimo post</title><content type='html'>ele durou dois anos, no começo tudo era pra ele, tinhamos uma relação incrível, mas a minha vida mudou e eeu até tentei continuar, porém as coisas foram ficando mais dificeis a cada semana e por isso hoje decidi que chegamos ao fim. agradeço a todos que comentaram nesses meus devaneios, talvez eu volte com outro, talvez não... beeijo aos blogueiros amigos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-2952221310064570781?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/2952221310064570781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=2952221310064570781' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/2952221310064570781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/2952221310064570781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2011/04/ultimo-post.html' title='ultimo post'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-4231126253759386914</id><published>2011-02-10T04:03:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T05:02:25.189-02:00</updated><title type='text'>sobre o seu olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hoje eu descobri o que de diferente vejo em seu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;algo me intrigava desde o primeiro contato&lt;br /&gt;entre os meus e os seus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Porém foi preciso que você falasse,&lt;br /&gt;pois me deixei enganar pelo sorriso que traz nos lábios,&lt;br /&gt;sorriso que ofusca a tristeza que traz nos olhos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-4231126253759386914?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/4231126253759386914/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=4231126253759386914' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4231126253759386914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4231126253759386914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2011/02/sobre-o-seu-olhar.html' title='sobre o seu olhar'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-8551899679811813609</id><published>2010-12-18T22:58:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:07:43.738-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;De repente tudo que ela sonhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;já não parece fazer tanto sentido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ao olhar para trás ela sente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;que em algum momento se perdeu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e até agora não conseguiu se encontrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quando está sozinha ela chora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;grita, quebra coisas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Numa inútil tentativa de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;aliviar a dor que está sentindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Entretanto para os outros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mostra o mais belo e radiante sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Todos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;os&lt;/span&gt; dias pensa em desistir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mas algo dentro dela  não a deixa parar de tentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-8551899679811813609?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/8551899679811813609/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=8551899679811813609' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/8551899679811813609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/8551899679811813609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2010/12/disappear.html' title='Disappear'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-8199861013362240870</id><published>2010-09-16T13:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T13:23:42.618-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a little confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...e  a única certeza que tenho hoje &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;é a de que não sei direito o que fazer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me vejo perdida nas minhas idéias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;não consigo manter um pensamento coerente sobre nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as informações estão chegando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mas não param nessa imensidão vazia que é (está) a minha cabeça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me encontro num nível de estresse tão elevado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;que o sono já não é mais tranquilo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;quanto mais eu durmo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mais me canso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas vai melhorar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;afinal de contas, sempre melhora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-8199861013362240870?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/8199861013362240870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=8199861013362240870' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/8199861013362240870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/8199861013362240870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-confused.html' title='a little confused'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-248631425906193018</id><published>2010-07-20T12:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:17:26.158-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A gente é amigo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A gente ri, chora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;se ama, se odeia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e ai se ama de novo e pra sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A gente larga tudo e vai quando é chamado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a gente larga a todos e chama só por um.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A gente se entende no olhar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no toque...a gente se entende até quando não se entende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A gente é AMIGO, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5 letrinhas que podem e fazem toda a diferença.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FELIZ DIA DO AMIGO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-248631425906193018?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/248631425906193018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=248631425906193018' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/248631425906193018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/248631425906193018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2010/07/gente-e-amigo.html' title='A gente é amigo...'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-7157941643789341395</id><published>2010-07-08T20:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T20:51:09.409-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Não suporto a ideia de ficar longe de você, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e quando estou perto... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;não suporto a ideia de não poder te tocar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e quando te toco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;não suporto a ideia de não poder ter você pra mim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e quando te tenho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;não suporto a ideia de um dia te perder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-7157941643789341395?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/7157941643789341395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=7157941643789341395' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7157941643789341395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7157941643789341395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2010/07/obsessao.html' title='Obsessão'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-8006961414771189232</id><published>2010-05-27T12:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:44:11.014-03:00</updated><title type='text'>dialogando (história real)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Depois do expediente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sha diz:&lt;/span&gt; Vanessa, você ama o João?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Vanessa diz:&lt;/span&gt; amo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sha diz&lt;/span&gt;: você é apaixonada por ele?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Vanessa diz:&lt;/span&gt; não sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sha diz:&lt;/span&gt; huuum&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Vanessa diz:&lt;/span&gt; sabe aquele frio na barriga do primeiro encontro?&lt;br /&gt;eu ainda sinto isso toda vez que vou encontrar ele...&lt;br /&gt;minha mão sua!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Vanessa e João vão fazer 11 meses de namoro dia 30,&lt;br /&gt;parabéns aos dois! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-8006961414771189232?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/8006961414771189232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=8006961414771189232' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/8006961414771189232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/8006961414771189232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2010/05/dialogando-historia-real.html' title='dialogando (história real)'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-4743989190888802190</id><published>2010-04-23T02:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T03:17:48.835-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Paixão, Amor e Tesão</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quero me apaixonar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;perder o fôlego,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sentir as pernas bambas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o frio na barriga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;quero sentir que com você tenho tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e me queixar de que sem você não tenho nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quero amar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e ser amada na mesma proporção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;quero gritar ao mundo que &lt;strong&gt;TE AMO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e ouvir você sussurrar o mesmo em meus ouvidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quero  sexo, tesão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sentir meu copo todo se arrepiar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;em contato com o seu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quero cravar minhas unhas em sua pele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;para que sinta o tamanho do meu desejo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quero que seja meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e quero que sinta que sou toda sua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quero gemer, gritar, gozar!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-4743989190888802190?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/4743989190888802190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=4743989190888802190' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4743989190888802190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4743989190888802190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2010/04/paixao-amor-e-tesao.html' title='Paixão, Amor e Tesão'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-2035501509336242193</id><published>2010-03-22T08:42:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T08:51:27.308-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sou a reserva dos dois &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;times&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sou o &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coringa&lt;/span&gt; do baralho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sou a caneta de duas cores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sou o &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chiclete&lt;/span&gt; de dois sabores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sou o papel dupla face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sou &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Vênus&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mas também sou &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Marte&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/238476762537760671-2035501509336242193?l=umpoucodemimpravc.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/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-3932443922885421443</id><published>2010-02-27T13:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:37:25.985-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de mim pra você</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Choro com facilidade, sorrio com uma facilidade maior ainda! Sou tímida, porém as vezes sem pudor algum. Gosto de carinho, prefiro programas com poucas pessoas, mas sei curtir uma boa aglomeração.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de estar a sós com meus pensamentos, mas nunca dispenso alguém que queira me acompanhar.Dias de sol me fascinam, dias de chuva me fazem achar que tudo que eu fiz na vida foi errado. Curto novela, filmes, mas gosto mesmo é de um bom comercial, a publicidade me encanta!&lt;br /&gt;Sou mais pelos outros do que por mim, as vezes acho que isso é errado, mas ainda não me arrependi de nada. Gosto das coisas simples, coisas complexas me cansam. Sou preguiçosa e me orgulho disso, na verdade meu tempo é diferente do tempo das outras pessoas. (RS!)&lt;br /&gt;Costumo entrar de cabeça em qualquer coisa, mesmo que acabe amanhã, não me importa, quero é viver aquilo de maneira intensa, é &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MUITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mais gostoso!!&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de ler, cantar, fazer rir é meu dom, tenho umas 5 veias cómicas (RSS).&lt;br /&gt;Pareço com minha mãe, tenho trejeitos da minha tia e sorriso do meu pai.&lt;br /&gt;A cor que mais gosto é azul, a comida que mais gosto é purê de batata...&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro ônibus ao metrô, adoro o caminho do Centro da cidade até Copacabana, a vista é &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;S-E-N-S-A-C-I-O-N-A-L!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Gosto de praia, adoro a lua cheia, cheiro de mato molhado...amo a minha tartaruga!!&lt;br /&gt;Implico com meu irmão por esporte (RS), não sei cozinhar, na verdade só entro na cozinha depois que tá tudo pronto...rss&lt;br /&gt;A opinião dos outros não me influência, mas gosto sempre de saber o que os outros pensam.&lt;br /&gt;Curto uma conversa culta, com algum cunho intelectual, mas sei apreciar uma bom bate papo onde nada se aproveita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou um pouco assim...todo resto é essência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-3932443922885421443?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/3932443922885421443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=3932443922885421443' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/3932443922885421443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/3932443922885421443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-pouco-de-mim-pra-voce.html' title='Um pouco de mim pra você'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-7078258215068193429</id><published>2010-01-12T22:50:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T01:13:55.523-02:00</updated><title type='text'>carta aberta para alguém especial [2]</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Queria ser um oceano para que você pudesse navegar aqui por perto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Minha menina dos olhos de mel está indo embora daqui a exatamente 5 horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;5 horas, é esse o tempo que me resta ao seu lado, pessoa que eu amo mais do que o grande amor da minha vida (disse isso a você hoje, será que lembra?). Você tá arrumando as malas nesse momento e eu tô aqui, declarando a todos mais uma vez o meu amor por você, assim vai ficar se achando demais...rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hoje já não tenho muito a dizer, na verdade não quero me repetir, e as lágrimas estão mais constantes do que nos últimos dias. Confesso que se bebi demais hoje, foi apenas para esquecer o motivo dessa "festa", afinal enquanto todos comemoravam a sua partida, eu apenas bebia para esquecê-la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;São 8 meses, tempo de duração de uma novela, pra algumas grávidas o tempo certo de uma gestação (é algumas crianças não sabem esperar. rs), tempo certo de muitas coisas, mas pra mim tempo demais pra sentir saudade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Brinco dizendo que vou encontrar outra loirinha pra me distrair enquanto você estiver fora, mas confesso (novamente), que você é pra mim uma pessoa insubstituível, (pronto agora você tá se achando de verdade. rs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Não tive coragem de pedir para você ficar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mas estou implorando para que você volte!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TE AMO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-7078258215068193429?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/7078258215068193429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=7078258215068193429' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7078258215068193429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7078258215068193429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2010/01/carta-aberta-para-alguem-especial-2.html' title='carta aberta para alguém especial [2]'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-4282632918425695312</id><published>2009-12-13T23:33:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:40:29.555-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Conto invertido</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Meu beijo foi roubado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;por um ladrão apaixonado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e por ele meu coração se encantou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Como num conto invertido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;onde o herói é o bandido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;por quem a mocinha morre de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;É um conto assim sem fadas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;príncipes ou varinhas encantadas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mas que tem lá o seu valor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Quero me desculpar com todos, mas eh que &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tô&lt;/span&gt; numa semana complicada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;as horas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; cabem no meu dia e ai quando vejo ele &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;já&lt;/span&gt; acabou e as tarefas se acumularam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Prometo voltar a ler e comentar nos seus cantinhos nessa semana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;beijo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-4282632918425695312?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/4282632918425695312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=4282632918425695312' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4282632918425695312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4282632918425695312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/12/conto-invertido.html' title='Conto invertido'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-4215275684053312724</id><published>2009-11-29T16:05:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:28:50.360-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Carta aberta, para alguém especial.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E se o para sempre durar só até amanhã,&lt;br /&gt;viver o hoje já vai ter valido a pena!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 meses, será que eu aguento? É essa a pergunta que eu me faço todas as vezes em que a gente se despede... Sei que sou forte o suficiente para isso, mas existem situações que não gostamos de vivenciar, imaginar, pensar, encarar, ou coisa parecida, e confesso que as lágrimas são companheiras inseparáveis desses pensamentos ( nesse momento tô tentando não chorar, porque você tá bem perto de mim).&lt;br /&gt;Não sei ao certo o que me fez aproximar de você a 2 anos atrás (quanto tempo, né?!), mas sei o que me mantem ao seu lado até hoje, você é intensa, estar ao seu lado pode ser o céu ou o inferno. No começo é meio difícil de entender, mas depois as coisas funcionam perfeitamente.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não acredito muito nessas coisas de destino, mas tenho certeza que você fazia parte do meu, e como eu já disse uma vez: “nos reconhecemos em um primeiro olhar!!”&lt;br /&gt;(Te olhei agora e você fez aquela carinha de: que foi? (rs))&lt;br /&gt;Tivemos nossos (vários) momentos de desentendimento, mas superamos todos e hoje parece que estamos em perfeita sintonia, nossa lua de mel é de causar inveja em qualquer casal recém casado (rs). Aprendemos a nos respeitar, a nos entender, fomos nos adaptando a cada defeito e nos deleitando com cada qualidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;EU TE AMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De uma maneira que as palavras não conseguem definir, de uma maneira tão intensa que as vezes acho que posso tocar nesse &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AMOR&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Fui escrevendo e um filme foi passando na minha cabeça, as lágrimas estão incontroláveis agora e você tá tentando ler toda hora (rs), então vou parar por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;TE AMO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;E já pra é sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-4215275684053312724?l=umpoucodemimpravc.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/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-8520891386791562436</id><published>2009-11-12T18:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:30:44.211-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Águas passadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hoje percebo que seu sorriso é comum,&lt;br /&gt;que de especial nada tem&lt;br /&gt;e que seus olhos nada transparecem também.&lt;br /&gt;Que seus gestos espontâneos&lt;br /&gt;eram rigorosamente ensaiados,&lt;br /&gt;que meu sentimento foi desperdiçado,&lt;br /&gt;que minhas palavras não foram valorizadas…&lt;br /&gt;Hoje percebo que pra você eu não fui nada,&lt;br /&gt;mas isso já não importa,&lt;br /&gt;pois te tenho como água passada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-8520891386791562436?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/8520891386791562436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=8520891386791562436' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/8520891386791562436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/8520891386791562436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/11/aguas-passadas.html' title='Águas passadas'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-3327321241182742275</id><published>2009-10-13T19:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:18:14.469-03:00</updated><title type='text'>insanos acontecimentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Minhas lágrimas caem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e já as imagino como um lago cristalino,&lt;br /&gt;meus olhos brilham ao perceber a alegria do menino.&lt;br /&gt;Olho pro lado e vejo uma lona de circo,&lt;br /&gt;me viro de repente e estou fazendo carinho em um mico.&lt;br /&gt;Dou um mergulho no mar e percebo que criei asas&lt;br /&gt;e então começo a voar por cima das casas.&lt;br /&gt;Sento em uma nuvem para descansar...&lt;br /&gt;A nuvem era de chuva e começou a pingar&lt;br /&gt;saí dali correndo, me preparava para voar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;quando meu relógio despertou...&lt;br /&gt;Estive apenas a sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-3327321241182742275?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/3327321241182742275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=3327321241182742275' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;É mágoa,&lt;br /&gt;essa dor que corrói o peito,&lt;br /&gt;dor que nada da jeito,&lt;br /&gt;dor forte que perdura,&lt;br /&gt;e quando o amor vira isso, nem o perdão cura!&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/238476762537760671-7558018537702824458?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/7558018537702824458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=7558018537702824458' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7558018537702824458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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isso,&lt;br /&gt;mas não quero que você me encontre  porque eu te pressionei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Quero que faça o mundo parar por uma hora,&lt;br /&gt;para que tenhamos todo esse tempo só pra nós.&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir que ainda tenho você&lt;br /&gt;assim como você me tem.&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir que tudo vai ser igual&lt;br /&gt;quando você voltar,&lt;br /&gt;mas não quero ter que me acostumar com sua ausência&lt;br /&gt;antes de você partir.&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/238476762537760671-2770931451805774924?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/2770931451805774924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=2770931451805774924' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/2770931451805774924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/2770931451805774924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/09/antes-de-voce-partir.html' title='Antes de você partir'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-8907266940369325875</id><published>2009-09-16T14:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:24:30.385-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gosto de sol, de mar, estrelas&lt;br /&gt;e da noite com um belo luar.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do cheiro das flores,&lt;br /&gt;dos eternos amores,&lt;br /&gt;eternos até quando durar.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do toque suave,&lt;br /&gt;da música que cantam as aves,&lt;br /&gt;e por ela me deixo encantar.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do sabor doce da paixão,&lt;br /&gt;do palpitar do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;quando me ponho a te beijar.&lt;br /&gt;Aprecio um olhar demorado,&lt;br /&gt;um sorriso acanhado&lt;br /&gt;e um abraço apertado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;desses que faz o mundo parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-8907266940369325875?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/8907266940369325875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=8907266940369325875' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/8907266940369325875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/8907266940369325875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/09/gosto.html' title='Gosto'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-5545427373545860897</id><published>2009-09-07T21:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:46:11.432-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh o feriadão...rs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sexta-feira, como tudo começou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Peguei minha mochila, coloquei dentro uma garrafa de vodka, pus os fones no ouvido e fui pra um bar próximo a uma faculdade aqui perto de casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Saí de casa antes das 19h dizendo pra minha mãe que antes de 00h eu tava em casa, ela riu, acho que já sabia que eu não voltaria cedo, as mães realmente nos conhecem (rs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cheguei no tal bar, encontrei a galera e começamos a beber, compramos uma Coca pra fazer a misturinha com a vodka que pesava minha mochila (rs).Começamos a beber e eu já fiquei alegrinha como eles nunca tinham visto, quando eu bebo falo taaanto e só palhaçada, ai eles adoram neh!?(rs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Já tava bem bem quando fui comprar a ultima garrafa de Coca pra matar a vodka, que a essa altura já me deixara leve como uma pluma(rs).Coloquei a vodka dentro da Coca e buuum, a garrafa caiu da minha mão, pior que a pressão do gás fez com que a garrafa saísse "andando" e molhando todo mundo(hahahaha).Recuperamos a garrafa e eu fui zuada pra sempre, pelo menos até onde eu me lembro...rss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sábado, ressaca cansaço e ansiedade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Acordei numa ressaca chatinha, mas nada que muiiiiita água não resolvesse(rs), tomei um banho e fui ao shopping encontrar um amigo, ele trabalha numa loja lá, então não pode me fazer companhia o tempo todo, conversamos um pouco e no momento em que fiquei sozinha passei a observar as pessoas (amo fazer isso), e meu Deus, como existe gente diferente em um mesmo lugar. Pessoas felizes, tristes, preocupadas, aliviadas...ai adoro a DIVERSIDADE!! Vim pra casa e como tava cansadinha de sexta fiquei em casa, vi TV, dei uma passada na net e só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Domingo, quem é nunca tá sozinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sabe essas festas onde você encontra todo mundo?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fui a uma dessas, música boa, gente bonita, amigos, admiradores e admirados. Ahh, como me diverti, a festa começou as 17h e acabou as 2h e eu ainda emendei na boate, na verdade fui pra boate por necessidade, como tava muito tarde não tinha como eu vir pra casa dá pra acreditar??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dancei, beijei, fotografei, fui fotografada e ri, ri muito. Não sei os seus, mas os meus amigos são os melhores!(rs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A boate tava muito cheia, não dava muito pra dançar nem nada, mas valeu tão a pena...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cheguei hoje as 7h da manhã, cansada como nunca e feliz como uma criança que acaba de ganhar o presente tão desejado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Segunda-feira, dia de descanso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hoje fez um dia lindo aqui, mas o cansaço não me deixou querer fazer nada, mas ainda nem descansei direito...Já disse que valeu a pena?(rs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Descobertas do feriadão:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;- Amigos são sempre amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;- Chorar ajuda a desabafar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;- Beber entre amigos é bom demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;- A timidez ainda me prejudica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E você, fez o que no feriadão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-5545427373545860897?l=umpoucodemimpravc.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/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-4647830223931243900</id><published>2009-08-30T02:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T02:52:01.387-03:00</updated><title type='text'>falta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ainda há um vazio dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;uma peça sem encaixe,&lt;br /&gt;uma chave sem fechadura.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda falta aquele sorriso sincero de antigamente,&lt;br /&gt;aquele brilho nos olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda me vejo perdida em meio a tantos caminhos,&lt;br /&gt;Em meio a tantas dúvidas...&lt;br /&gt;Ainda há um vazio dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;E pra ele procuro uma peça que se encaixe,&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que me traga de volta o sorriso espontâneo,&lt;br /&gt;que faça meus olhos brilharem&lt;br /&gt;e que me mostre que posso estar perdida,&lt;br /&gt;mas que não estou sozinha.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda há um vazio dentro de mim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-4647830223931243900?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/4647830223931243900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=4647830223931243900' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4647830223931243900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4647830223931243900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/08/falta.html' title='falta'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-2847754590512728937</id><published>2009-08-07T12:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:04:25.705-03:00</updated><title type='text'>apenas por tudo isso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pelo beijo, pelo toque,&lt;br /&gt;pelo carinho...&lt;br /&gt;pelo entrelaçar das mãos&lt;br /&gt;e nunca mais andar sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;pelo vencer e ter com quem dividir,&lt;br /&gt;pelo perder e ter quem me acudir.&lt;br /&gt;pelo sorriso de "bom dia",&lt;br /&gt;pelo "eu te amo" no meio da noite.&lt;br /&gt;pela felicidade sem aparente motivo.&lt;br /&gt;apenas por tudo isso&lt;br /&gt;valeria a pena ter você comigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-2847754590512728937?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/2847754590512728937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=2847754590512728937' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/2847754590512728937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/2847754590512728937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/08/apenas-por-tudo-isso.html' title='apenas por tudo isso'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-435885675646990051</id><published>2009-08-01T07:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:49:21.727-03:00</updated><title type='text'>no escuro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Queria voltar a sonhar como uma criança,&lt;br /&gt;me agarrar a fios ilusórios de esperança,&lt;br /&gt;descobrir o mundo em minhas andanças,&lt;br /&gt;descalçar os pés e sentir o chão gelado.&lt;br /&gt;Olhar-me no espelho e não me sentir&lt;br /&gt;culpada, julgada...&lt;br /&gt;olhar ao redor e não me sentir desamparada.&lt;br /&gt;Quero olhar pra frente e enxergar o futuro&lt;br /&gt;e não um vazio, um bloqueio, um muro.&lt;br /&gt;Quero um dia olhar pra trás e sentir orgulho,&lt;br /&gt;não quero passar minha vida em um quarto escuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-435885675646990051?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/435885675646990051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=435885675646990051' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/435885675646990051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/435885675646990051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-escuro.html' title='no escuro'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-2262834394449232152</id><published>2009-07-28T04:22:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:00:35.763-03:00</updated><title type='text'>intensa procura</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Procurei em outras faces o seu sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;em outras mãos o seu toque.&lt;br /&gt;Procurei feito louca pelo seu cheiro,&lt;br /&gt;pelo seu gosto, por aquele seu olhar de desejo,&lt;br /&gt;por sua língua a umedecer a boca&lt;br /&gt;enlouquecendo-me de vontade do seu beijo.&lt;br /&gt;Procurei por sua voz em meu ouvido a sussurrar bobagens,&lt;br /&gt;percorri outros corpos desejando suas curvas,&lt;br /&gt;seus sinais, suas tatuagens...&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/238476762537760671-2262834394449232152?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/2262834394449232152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=2262834394449232152' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/2262834394449232152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/2262834394449232152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/07/intensa-procura.html' title='intensa procura'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-1741873429638532019</id><published>2009-07-21T03:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T03:28:50.124-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sem título</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;É o cheiro, o gosto,&lt;br /&gt;a voz a sussurrar ao pé do ouvido.&lt;br /&gt;É o beijo molhado, o corpo suado,&lt;br /&gt;é o olhar que me faz sentir cobiçada.&lt;br /&gt;É o toque suave da sua mão em minha pele,&lt;br /&gt;o roçar dos corpos, o pulsar do sexo,&lt;br /&gt;o fervilhar do sangue.&lt;br /&gt;É o palpitar do coração,&lt;br /&gt;o ofegar da respiração.&lt;br /&gt;É vontade, é amor, é tesão! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-1741873429638532019?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/1741873429638532019/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=1741873429638532019' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/1741873429638532019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/1741873429638532019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/07/sem-titulo.html' title='sem título'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-944690986273640982</id><published>2009-07-15T19:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:39:10.897-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Luxury</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sentir seu cheiro, seu toque, seu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sentir sua boca, seu beijo, sua pele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e com minhas mãos acariciar o seu rosto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Trazer você pra perto e  sentir seu calor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;deixar nossos corpos se tocarem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e se arrepiarem com tamanho fervor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Morder, chupar, lamber...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e com alguns sussurros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;te fazer gritar de prazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-944690986273640982?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-7940673051904612521</id><published>2009-06-09T14:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:09:44.652-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Amo e por amar-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;não quero perder-te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;porém tão pouco prender-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Quero apenas viver contigo todo esse amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;seja até amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ou para sempre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;seja por quanto tempo for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-7940673051904612521?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/7940673051904612521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=7940673051904612521' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7940673051904612521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7940673051904612521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/06/surrender.html' title='Surrender'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-3418611594869655645</id><published>2009-05-26T20:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:54:10.538-03:00</updated><title type='text'>devaneio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vivo lembrando dos dias que passamos juntos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dias que não existiram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fecho os olhos e penso naquele seu sorriso sincero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sorriso que nunca vi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E quando me sinto sozinha desejo seu abraço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;aquele que nunca senti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lamento cada minuto que não passei ao seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-3418611594869655645?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/3418611594869655645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=3418611594869655645' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/3418611594869655645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/3418611594869655645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/05/devaneio.html' title='devaneio'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-5364871199475177918</id><published>2009-05-18T19:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:31:51.637-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Enquanto houver...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enquanto houver um fio de esperança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;eu estarei lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enquanto houver um sorriso de criança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;eu estarei lá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enquanto houver sangue correndo nas veias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;eu estarei lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enquanto houver música nas rádios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;eu estarei lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enquanto houver pessoas dançando na pista,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;eu estarei lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enquanto houver amor no coração das pessoas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;eu estarei lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enquanto houver um suspiro de vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;eu estarei lá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e se mesmo assim você não me enxergar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;feche os olhos e sinta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pois eu estarei lá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-5364871199475177918?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/5364871199475177918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=5364871199475177918' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/5364871199475177918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/5364871199475177918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/05/enquanto-houver.html' title='Enquanto houver...'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-721713587727397316</id><published>2009-05-13T19:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:24:57.156-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MEDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de não sonhar, de não viver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de não chegar, de não saber,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de viver, de morrer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de chegar, de saber,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de sonhar e não realizar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de chegar ao fim, medo de começar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de dizer que te amo e de você nada escutar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de ouvir que me ama e não saber o que falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de não ter chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de tê-la e não saber aproveitar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Medo de passar pela vida sem não ter tido porque lutar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-721713587727397316?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/721713587727397316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=721713587727397316' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/721713587727397316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/721713587727397316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/05/medo.html' title='MEDO'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-4091415704930486458</id><published>2009-04-29T12:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:07:37.004-03:00</updated><title type='text'>terra molhada,boneca e balanço</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ainda me lembro dos  meus tempos de criança, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;brincava de terra, boneca e balanço,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fecho os olhos e de lembrar não me canso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gosto ainda do cheiro da terra molhada de chuva,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;daquele creme dental sabor uva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lembro das férias na casa da vovó,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;são tantas lembranças que a cabeça da nó!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Queria hoje poder voltar no tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ser criança por apenas alguns momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e descobrir se crescer é realmente tão bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ainda me lembro dos meus tempos de criança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-4091415704930486458?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/4091415704930486458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-2743275311600188981</id><published>2009-03-16T02:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T02:45:34.012-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Aos olhos do poeta nenhum sofrimento é em vão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-2743275311600188981?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/2743275311600188981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=2743275311600188981' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/2743275311600188981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/2743275311600188981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/03/aos-olhos-do-poeta-nenhum-sofrimento-e.html' title=''/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-3376072019592059143</id><published>2009-02-09T17:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:55:12.684-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Pecado não é não corresponder ao amor que lhe é dado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;e sim desejar um amor que não é seu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-3376072019592059143?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/3376072019592059143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=3376072019592059143' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/3376072019592059143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/3376072019592059143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/02/pecado-nao-e-nao-corresponder-ao-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-7830961027226149215</id><published>2009-01-24T15:32:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:32:57.457-02:00</updated><title type='text'>contagiante alegria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Me peguei sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;E da cara o sorriso não saía,&lt;br /&gt;Nele havia um misto de satisfação,&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade... Euforia...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei dizer ao certo o que sentia,&lt;br /&gt;Mas posso dizer que é você a razão da minha contagiante alegria!&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/238476762537760671-7830961027226149215?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/7830961027226149215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=7830961027226149215' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7830961027226149215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7830961027226149215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/01/contagiante-alegria.html' title='contagiante alegria'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-5687805447968232825</id><published>2009-01-18T12:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:57:24.853-02:00</updated><title type='text'>cansei de falar com as paredes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Preciso de alguém que me escute,&lt;br /&gt;Cansei de falar com as paredes.&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que ouça meus problemas&lt;br /&gt;E minhas palavras sem sentido.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de alguém que me escute,&lt;br /&gt;Pra que eu possa aliviar minha cabeça,&lt;br /&gt;Preciso expor meus pensamentos, antes que eu enlouqueça.&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de alguém que me escute,&lt;br /&gt;Cansei de falar com as paredes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-5687805447968232825?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/5687805447968232825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=5687805447968232825' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/5687805447968232825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/5687805447968232825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/01/cansei-de-falar-com-as-paredes.html' title='cansei de falar com as paredes'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-950766919367785256</id><published>2009-01-10T10:32:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:32:55.486-02:00</updated><title type='text'>versos teus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Teus versos me envolvem&lt;br /&gt;A cada linha por você escrita,&lt;br /&gt;A maneira como descreve o desamor&lt;br /&gt;Me encanta, me incita.&lt;br /&gt;Me pergunto: como pode a dor&lt;br /&gt;Ser descrita de maneira tão bonita? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-950766919367785256?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/950766919367785256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=950766919367785256' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/950766919367785256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/950766919367785256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2009/01/versos-teus.html' title='versos teus'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-7484065624105048737</id><published>2008-11-25T17:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:58:37.232-02:00</updated><title type='text'>excitação</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sua ausência me cansa,&lt;br /&gt;Sua presença me confunde&lt;br /&gt;Seu olhar me hipnotiza,&lt;br /&gt;Seu sorriso me ilude.&lt;br /&gt;Sua voz me faz tremer&lt;br /&gt;Seu corpo me faz pirar,&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que vou enlouquecer&lt;br /&gt;Se nunca mais te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Porém, não quero só ver,&lt;br /&gt;Quero te ver e te tocar,&lt;br /&gt;Dar-te um abraço apertado&lt;br /&gt;E sua boca poder beijar.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero beijo rapidinho&lt;br /&gt;E nem demorado demais...&lt;br /&gt;Quero um beijo bem beijado&lt;br /&gt;Para que não esqueça jamais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-7484065624105048737?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/7484065624105048737/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=7484065624105048737' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7484065624105048737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7484065624105048737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2008/11/excitao.html' title='excitação'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-7516965583241267877</id><published>2008-11-14T20:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:20:18.153-02:00</updated><title type='text'>hoje vi o preconceito</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hoje vi o preconceito,&lt;br /&gt;E me assustei com sua face,&lt;br /&gt;Já o haviam a mim descrito&lt;br /&gt;Mas de perto é bem mais assustador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vi o preconceito,&lt;br /&gt;E apesar de sua altivez,&lt;br /&gt;É imaturo e cheio de dúvidas&lt;br /&gt;Também inseguro e cheio de porquês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vi o preconceito,&lt;br /&gt;E ao seu lado estava o medo,&lt;br /&gt;Porém os que me pré julgaram&lt;br /&gt;Pareciam inabaláveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vi o preconceito,&lt;br /&gt;E não soube como agir,&lt;br /&gt;Fui pega de surpresa&lt;br /&gt;E por medo me encolhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vi o preconceito,&lt;br /&gt;E queria ter gritado,&lt;br /&gt;Mas o nojo era tamanho&lt;br /&gt;Que meu grito foi abafado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vi o preconceito,&lt;br /&gt;E dos preconceituosos senti pena,&lt;br /&gt;Como vós tão inteligentes&lt;br /&gt;Tem uma mente tão pequena?&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/238476762537760671-7516965583241267877?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/7516965583241267877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=7516965583241267877' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7516965583241267877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7516965583241267877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2008/11/hoje-vi-o-preconceito.html' title='hoje vi o preconceito'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-6712285265422437698</id><published>2008-11-04T19:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:14:11.006-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;A proximidade entre duas pessoas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; pode afastá-las de todas as outras!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;  [Sharlene Conceição de Carvalho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&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/238476762537760671-6712285265422437698?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/6712285265422437698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=6712285265422437698' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/6712285265422437698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/6712285265422437698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2008/11/proximidade-entre-duas-pessoas-pode.html' title=''/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-4982369417138745000</id><published>2008-10-27T00:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:11:42.099-02:00</updated><title type='text'>verdadeira identidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ando por ruas escuras,&lt;br /&gt;altas horas da noite a procurar minha verdadeira identidade.&lt;br /&gt;Freqüento lugares de luzes dançantes, músicas energizantes e pessoas contagiantes,&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que esse é realmente o meu lugar?&lt;br /&gt;Percorro as páginas dos meus livros favoritos,&lt;br /&gt;Procuro nas letras das músicas que mais gosto,&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos e procuro dentro de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Ainda assim não encontro quem sou de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Já não sei se realmente gosto desses livros,&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda me sinto bem com essas músicas,&lt;br /&gt;Nem ao menos sei se olho pra dentro de mim ao fechar meus olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-4982369417138745000?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/4982369417138745000/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=4982369417138745000' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Porque na noite que não aconteceu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;eramos apenas você e eu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;em um mundo por nós conhecido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;mas naquela noite não fomos reconhecidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Eramos anônimos, foragidos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;fugiamos de um mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;onde viver é proibido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-1280209824424741603?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/1280209824424741603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=1280209824424741603' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/1280209824424741603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/1280209824424741603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2008/10/aquela-noite.html' title='aquela noite'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-1484096713917431748</id><published>2008-10-16T17:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T18:00:24.078-03:00</updated><title type='text'>caixinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dei-te meu coração&lt;br /&gt;E você nele pisou,&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo sair dele&lt;br /&gt;Todo o meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tirei seu pé de cima&lt;br /&gt;E meu coração recolhi,&lt;br /&gt;O coloquei em uma caixinha&lt;br /&gt;E com a dor eu convivi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convivi por várias horas,&lt;br /&gt;Dias e meses a fio,&lt;br /&gt;Ela virou minha companheira&lt;br /&gt;No calor e no frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que jamais voltaria a amar&lt;br /&gt;Até que andando por ai&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei um doce olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Prometendo-me aconchego&lt;br /&gt;E me jurando amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No começo tive medo&lt;br /&gt;Foi difícil me entregar,&lt;br /&gt;Mas com o tempo fui mudando&lt;br /&gt;E parei de relutar&lt;br /&gt;Ele foi me conquistando&lt;br /&gt;Sem nem mesmo eu notar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resgatei minha caixinha&lt;br /&gt;E pus a chave em um colar&lt;br /&gt;Dei a ele de presente&lt;br /&gt;Pedindo-lhe para guardar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele a abriu a na hora&lt;br /&gt;E quase não conseguiu falar&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração por ele saltava&lt;br /&gt;Enfim voltara a amar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-1484096713917431748?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/1484096713917431748/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=1484096713917431748' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/1484096713917431748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/1484096713917431748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2008/10/caixinha.html' title='caixinha'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-7619710765875567067</id><published>2008-10-13T22:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:01:48.833-03:00</updated><title type='text'>melodias, poemas e pinturas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Se você fosse uma melodia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;seria as notas mais suaves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Se você fosse um poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;seria as palavras mais doces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Se você fosse uma pintura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;seria a paisagem mais bela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Porém como és uma mulher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dedico-te as mais suaves melodias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;dou-te minhas mais doces palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;e mostro-te as mais belas paisagens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-7619710765875567067?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/7619710765875567067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=7619710765875567067' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/7619710765875567067'/><link rel='self' 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style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Começamos na escola e aquela professora chata diz: "dia 15 tem prova!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Crescemos um pouco e ai a namorada diz: "amor,você me ama!? então prova!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sua mãe tá cozinhando,você entra na cozinha e ela diz: "filho, prova?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Você diz ao seu pai que já é responsável, ele lhe entrega a chave do carro dizendo: "vai lá filhão, prova!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Entrevista de emprego, você chega e o cara diz: "vamos fazer uma pequena dinâmica", isso significa: "você é capaz!? então prova!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Pior é quando um amigo diz: duvidooooo!",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;o que na verdade quer dizer: "prova!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-4457854277123684427?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/4457854277123684427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=4457854277123684427' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4457854277123684427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4457854277123684427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/2008/09/prova.html' title='prova!'/><author><name>shaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673497745570377204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-4227477478721679648</id><published>2008-09-19T19:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:23:26.938-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Quero poder te fazer feliz por pelo menos um dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero poder estar com você por tempo indeterminado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;e não só por 2 horas diárias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero poder te ver a qualquer momento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;e não ter que marcar com semanas de antecedência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero poder te ligar só pra ouvir sua voz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;e assim começar bem o dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero poder te dar bom dia depois de uma ótima noite ao seu lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero ver você sorrir ao me encontrar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero poder te dar flores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero dividir meu chocolate com você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero poder falar de você para as pessoas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero pensar em você como realidade, e não como um sonho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero brigar com você por besteira só pelo prazer de fazer as pazes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;quero ouvir você me chamar de sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;e poder te chamar de minha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-4227477478721679648?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/4227477478721679648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=4227477478721679648' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/238476762537760671/posts/default/4227477478721679648'/><link 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beija!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Te puxo, te agarro, te aperto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e quando vou beijar você pede: "me solta!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Te largo, entendo, compreendo, te deixo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;e ai você vem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a gente dança, sorri, se abraça,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;te puxo pela nuca, você nao resiste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;encosto minha boca na tua, você corresponde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mas quando tudo fica perfeito, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;você pede: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"pára!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Eu paro, não insisto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mas você dança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me excita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me provoca, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me enlouquece..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me abraça e me pede: "me esquenta!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-7706545464398269564?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/7706545464398269564/comments/default' title='Postar 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-5228385411283711501</id><published>2008-08-31T18:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:32:32.414-03:00</updated><title type='text'>fotografia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me apaixonei por sua foto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sonhava em te encontrar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;te admirava ali parada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;perdia horas a te olhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cansei de ver só a foto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;marcamos de nos encontrar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me senti em um terremoto vendo você se aproximar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Consegui ouvir sua voz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sentir teu cheiro e te tocar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;só não descobri seu gosto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pelo beijo vou esperar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Como fiz com sua foto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;perdi horas a te observar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;estava hipnotizada vendo você dançar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;meus olhos nem piscavam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;estavam a te fotografar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-5228385411283711501?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWGHGvIFQy4/SkBYXPhUrFI/AAAAAAAAABU/yrslzyan6QA/S220/IMAG0038.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-238476762537760671.post-583670105853822269</id><published>2008-08-28T23:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:36:02.431-03:00</updated><title type='text'>S...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Quero sentir teu cheiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;acariciar tua pele,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tocar teus lábios &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e descobrir teu sabor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;deslizar minhas mãos por teu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e sentir cada curva que ele possui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Quero colar minha boca em teu ouvido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e dizer-te as mais belas e loucas palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Quero juntar meu corpo ao teu e fazer deles um único&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Quero fazer-te minha por inteiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;e deliciar-me em cada parte tua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-583670105853822269?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/583670105853822269/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=238476762537760671&amp;postID=583670105853822269' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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motivo...claro que por motivos distintos,ou motivos iguais...to começando esse aqui pra aliviar minha cabeça,pra ver se consigo dizer a estranhos o que não consigo dizer aos amigos...tenho uma certa dificuldade em expor meus sentimentos e isso tá começando a me fazer mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;não vai pensando que aqui você só vai ler coisas tristes...prometo te fazer rir e me desculpe se algum dia eu te fizer chorar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;espero conseguir manter uma regularidade nas postagens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/238476762537760671-5843589432013925981?l=umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoucodemimpravc.blogspot.com/feeds/5843589432013925981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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