<?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-5374989636505713958</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:26:56.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire Heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374989636505713958/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Priscila  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tranquilos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nos prendem a realidade deles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dura realidade ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Que nos faz pensar e refletir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Se com eles queremos conviver ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Se deles queremos fugir ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pra que fingir que somos outra pessoa ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pra que querer agradar quem nos repudia ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Só nos resta uma saída&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Só nos resta uma alternativa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dar o primiro passo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;para a mudança final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Se pra melhor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ou pior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;só o tempo pode dizer ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Muita luz para todos ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374989636505713958-786359283813412055?l=kingdomoflost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/feeds/786359283813412055/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374989636505713958&amp;postID=786359283813412055' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374989636505713958.post-6372020035406115068</id><published>2008-07-28T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:22:46.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* Incríveis mudanças *</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tempos não postava mudei até a cara do blog, acho q isso é um bom começo !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tirando o fato q voltei a escrever no blog assim q minhas férias acabaram ^^ .... nessas férias q tive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tbm&lt;/span&gt; tirei férias de mim mesma larguei tudo e me perdi dentro de mim mesma, fiz uma auto avaliação e descobri q realmente não estou &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mto&lt;/span&gt; satisfeita comigo mesmo e nem com algumas pessoas q me cercavam, então resolvi mudar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;drasticamente&lt;/span&gt; .... e não é q funcionou !!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas acharam q eu mudei e pra melhor , mas outras....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bem não importa mais agora me sinto renovada e outra pessoa, me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sinto&lt;/span&gt; melhor e até estou mais satisfeita, arrumei um estágio q é garantia de emprego e sou &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mto&lt;/span&gt; grata por isso !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas mesmo assim não consigo deixar minha parte melancólica para trás, aquele q ultimamente estava a escrever nesse pequeno pedaço de mim q antes nem era tão importante .....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então em homenagem a meu mero cordel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;noturno&lt;/span&gt;, eis q vos trago um dos poemas q mais gosto da poetisa q mais amo:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MINHA DOR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A minha Dor é um convento ideal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheio de claustros, sombras, arcarias,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aonde a pedra em convulsões sombrias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tem linhas dum requinte escultural.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os sinos têm dobres de agonias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao gemer, comovidos, o seu mal...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E todos têm sons de funeral&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao bater horas, no correr dos dias...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A minha Dor é um convento.Há &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lírios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dum roxo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;macerado&lt;/span&gt; de martírios,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tão belos como nunca os viu alguém!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nesse triste convento aonde eu moro,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noites e dias rezo e grito e choro,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ninguém ouve...ninguém vê...ninguém...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Florbela Espanca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*  Força e coragem é &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tudo&lt;/span&gt; o que precisamos pra viver  agora *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374989636505713958-6372020035406115068?l=kingdomoflost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/feeds/6372020035406115068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374989636505713958&amp;postID=6372020035406115068' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374989636505713958/posts/default/6372020035406115068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374989636505713958/posts/default/6372020035406115068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/2008/07/incrveis-mudanas.html' title='* Incríveis mudanças *'/><author><name>Priscila  Carneiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02339966618255594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/Sk5TdGRkzKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/23SNp7KzHKc/S220/P3011458.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374989636505713958.post-1912301063180072747</id><published>2008-06-09T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:13:29.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/SE2Aym41bUI/AAAAAAAAABU/yo0sR1uPsSk/s1600-h/ATgAAABHeFeJz8iGJ7qxVchnYSTdNfOeyDrHHucVPHxNt1dKvkv1cbrrQQcwxXAojNxeL6xJu9bXreKne5kufSOWL0E6AJtU9VACo83XJ0FptCr08ErUkV72Bsxe0A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209961950858276162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/SE2Aym41bUI/AAAAAAAAABU/yo0sR1uPsSk/s400/ATgAAABHeFeJz8iGJ7qxVchnYSTdNfOeyDrHHucVPHxNt1dKvkv1cbrrQQcwxXAojNxeL6xJu9bXreKne5kufSOWL0E6AJtU9VACo83XJ0FptCr08ErUkV72Bsxe0A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O fato é que a vida é realmente o que importa !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não é o dinheiro, os bens materias, nada disso &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O fato é que o amor é o que realmente importa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devemos amar incondicionalmente e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;viver intensamente o presente e de vez enquando&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;idealizar o nosso futuro, futuro esse que pode ser &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sozinho ou muito bem acompanhado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não devemos, além de tudo deixar de viver o presente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;empurrando ele para um futuro improvável.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca diga ao outro que terão vários dias para &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;viver aquele momento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isso é mentira !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Existiram dias em seu futuro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas momento só aquele, nada pode se repetir na vida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e se repetir nunca é igual....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;só pode ser melhor !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... ou até pior ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(...)&lt;/em&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/5374989636505713958-1912301063180072747?l=kingdomoflost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/feeds/1912301063180072747/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374989636505713958&amp;postID=1912301063180072747' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374989636505713958/posts/default/1912301063180072747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374989636505713958/posts/default/1912301063180072747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-fato-que-vida-realmente-o-que-importa.html' title=''/><author><name>Priscila  Carneiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02339966618255594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/Sk5TdGRkzKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/23SNp7KzHKc/S220/P3011458.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As vezes achamos q tudo é prefeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que nada nesse mundo pode desandar ... mas aí &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vemos&lt;/span&gt; que estamos errados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que a vida é &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;regida&lt;/span&gt; por outras mãos e o destino é nosso aliado/inimigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vivemos a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mercê&lt;/span&gt; dá própria sorte e as vezes a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mercê&lt;/span&gt; do tudo ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;é difícil admitir quando estamos errados ou quando tudo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;o que&lt;/span&gt; estamos fazendo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;é pensando em nós mesmos, até achamos que não que estamos fazendo coisas para ajudar ao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;próximo e tudo o que fazemos na realidade é machucá-lo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pare e pense, coloque tudo na balança da vida e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reflita&lt;/span&gt; se o que está fazendo é realmente necessário ou se tudo isso é somente pra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sastifazer&lt;/span&gt; o seu ego...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não tenha medo de agir, mas tenha medo de ferir aqueles que não necessitam disso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida é muito mais do q tolas ou sábias decisões..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374989636505713958-7113045991891735787?l=kingdomoflost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/feeds/7113045991891735787/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374989636505713958&amp;postID=7113045991891735787' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374989636505713958/posts/default/7113045991891735787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374989636505713958/posts/default/7113045991891735787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/2008/06/reflexo.html' title='Reflexão'/><author><name>Priscila  Carneiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02339966618255594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/Sk5TdGRkzKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/23SNp7KzHKc/S220/P3011458.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/SEwrGAu4EeI/AAAAAAAAABM/OtBfk_O_afk/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374989636505713958.post-1253418064383060166</id><published>2008-06-04T13:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T13:08:23.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Segundo amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/SEb2IiHPOsI/AAAAAAAAABE/ReUBU81loZA/s1600-h/061020204739desenho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208120645557107394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/SEb2IiHPOsI/AAAAAAAAABE/ReUBU81loZA/s400/061020204739desenho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/SEb0vCHPOrI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Pm0m-DJwPmk/s1600-h/061020204739desenho.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dia após dia.&lt;br /&gt;Nada muda e você está tão longe.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu preciso que você saiba que eu não consigo mais dormir.&lt;br /&gt;Através das noites.&lt;br /&gt;Noite após noite.&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas estão brilhando tão intensamente.&lt;br /&gt;Embora a nossa dor seja maior que o universo essa noite.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero que você saiba que eu não consigo mais dormir.&lt;br /&gt;Através das noites.&lt;br /&gt;Através das noites.&lt;br /&gt;Dia após dia eu quero dizer a você.&lt;br /&gt;Que você é minha.&lt;br /&gt;Você é minha.&lt;br /&gt;Ano após ano.&lt;br /&gt;Lágrima após lágrima.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto como se meu coração tivesse se partido em dois.&lt;br /&gt;Você veio como um vento do qual eu não poderia me defender.&lt;br /&gt;Você cortou meu coração tão fundo.&lt;br /&gt;As cicatrizes não se fecharão.&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca mais acreditarei em amor.&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso.&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso.&lt;br /&gt;Não poderei mudar ou me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rearranjar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;O que nós perdemos?&lt;br /&gt;O que nós perdemos?&lt;br /&gt;Tempo após tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou desperdiçando meu tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo em um passado aonde eu era forte.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora eu já era.&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tenho sombra quando estou sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;Eu ficarei para sempre em meus sonhos onde você está próxima a mim.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero que você saiba que eu não consigo mais dormir.&lt;br /&gt;Através das noites.&lt;br /&gt;Através das noites.&lt;br /&gt;Dia após dia eu quero dizer a você.&lt;br /&gt;Que você é minha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Essa é a tradução de uma das mais belas músicas da minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Aproveite !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bjus&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5374989636505713958-1253418064383060166?l=kingdomoflost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/feeds/1253418064383060166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374989636505713958&amp;postID=1253418064383060166' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374989636505713958/posts/default/1253418064383060166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374989636505713958/posts/default/1253418064383060166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/2008/06/segundo-amor.html' title='Segundo amor'/><author><name>Priscila  Carneiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02339966618255594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/Sk5TdGRkzKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/23SNp7KzHKc/S220/P3011458.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/SEb2IiHPOsI/AAAAAAAAABE/ReUBU81loZA/s72-c/061020204739desenho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5374989636505713958.post-1385623256003644953</id><published>2008-06-04T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:23:30.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para aqueles que me conhecem um lamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/SEboBiHPOqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1R962pXcwGQ/s1600-h/2100615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208105132135234210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="264" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PYaUm83tRxU/SEboBiHPOqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1R962pXcwGQ/s320/2100615.jpg" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nada tenho nesse mundo para levar comigo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;senão a dor de não ter amado o suficiente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aqueles que realmente mereciam...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A solidão de ter sido abandonada por aqueles &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que se diziam amigos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por ter nascido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não me culpo nem aos meus pais &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aos anjos tão pouco pois velaram meus sonhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;culpo a própria ignorância de ter sido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;arrogante e incapaz de admitir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que meus sonhos pudessem se realizar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A crendice que sonhos são sonhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e nada mais...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdi anos de minha vida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdi amores imemoriais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdi tudo e nada...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo o que mais queria ter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e Nada absolutamente nada que não pudesse &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;acreditar a buscar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fui tola.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fui criança..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fui menina...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fui mulher....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas o que eu mais queria &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era simplesmente ser amada, mas por fraqueza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;minha e não alheia &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fui forçada a me distanciar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maldita hora em que ouvi sair dos lábios de uma senhora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que sonhos são apenas sonhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;se tivesse fugido e não tivesse ouvido &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teria vivido mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teria amado mais &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teria sido amada...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por hora só me resta ser esquecida... pois quando o amor &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;em minha vida retornar, poderei novamente ser relembrada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(...) &lt;/em&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/5374989636505713958-1385623256003644953?l=kingdomoflost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kingdomoflost.blogspot.com/feeds/1385623256003644953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5374989636505713958&amp;postID=1385623256003644953' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5374989636505713958/posts/default/1385623256003644953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dare&lt;br /&gt;And let me run&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive and I am true to my heart now - I am I,&lt;br /&gt;but why must truth always make me die?&lt;br /&gt;Let me break!&lt;br /&gt;Let me bleed!&lt;br /&gt;Let me tear myself apart I need to breathe!&lt;br /&gt;Let me lose my way!&lt;br /&gt;Let me walk astray!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to proceed...&lt;br /&gt;Just let me bleed!&lt;br /&gt;Let me drain!&lt;br /&gt;Let me die!&lt;br /&gt;Let me break the things I love I need to cry!&lt;br /&gt;Let me burn it all!&lt;br /&gt;Let me take my fall!&lt;br /&gt;Through the cleansing fire!&lt;br /&gt;Now let me die!&lt;br /&gt;Let me die...&lt;br /&gt;Let me out&lt;br /&gt;Let me fade into that pitch-black velvet night&lt;/em&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/5374989636505713958-5525353034667174743?l=kingdomoflost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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