<?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-1644398333710077662</id><updated>2011-10-15T07:29:48.430-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me two times, baby!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-1478496635277859471</id><published>2010-05-13T01:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T01:45:44.003-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S-uD1Pst9sI/AAAAAAAAAMM/K-ZUoeWUlBc/s1600/1OLHANDO_MAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S-uD1Pst9sI/AAAAAAAAAMM/K-ZUoeWUlBc/s320/1OLHANDO_MAR.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470611123141998274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;NADA É BASTANTE PARA QUEM CONSIDERA POUCO O QUE É SUFICIENTE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;No armário havia 122 pares de sapatos. Ela não encontrava um que servisse para aquela festa. No guarda-roupa havia 20 ternos. Ele estava achando todos um lixo. A geladeira estava cheia. O menino bateu a porta por não encontrar uma coisa gostosa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;O calmante era potente, com tarja preta, mas ele não conseguia dormir. Havia um carro do ano na garagem, mas o dono não sabia para onde ir. A casa na praia era objeto de cobiça para quem passava diante dela, mas estava fechada por meses a fio. O celular último era do último tipo: câmera, mp3... DVD, notebook, câmera digital, videogame In Box, jogos de última geração, todavia muita, muita insatisfação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Estamos nos armando de tudo o que é tipo de tranqueira material para suprir o vazio que nada preenche. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Vamos ao supermercado esperando encontrar felicidade nas prateleiras, mas voltamos frustrados, com o carro cheio e a alma vazia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Nunca o homem teve tanto acesso a Deus e nunca ficou tão distante como agora, tantos templos, tantas religiões, tantas definições e ideologias, e mesmo assim, o homem se afasta cada vez mais do seu Criador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Por isso a carência afetiva, as doenças nervosas, a violência que se espalha, o consumismo que gera as diferenças sociais tão brutais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;E, nada sacia o homem, quanto mais ele acumula, quanto mais possui, mais vazio vai se tornando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Por isso, aproveite seu dia, busque encontrar Deus pelo caminho, na pessoa que sentou-se ao seu lado no ônibus, no vizinho que você não cumprimenta já faz tempo, no animal abandonado e que você quase atropela, na árvore que seca bem em frente à sua casa, no cidadão deitado no banco da praça , no filho que se embriaga e você nem vê, na filha que sofre a desilusão do primeiro amor e você não sabe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Quantos gritam "onde está Deus" cegos pelo orgulho que não permite ver que Ele nunca se ausentou, sempre esteve na sua vida, no seu dia, na sua família, mas nunca foi chamado, a não ser nas desgraças e nos momentos de dor e sofrimento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Você convidou Jesus para almoçar com você hoje?  No dia do seu casamento você mandou o primeiro convite para Ele? Na sua formatura Ele estava presente? Hoje ao levantar-se você falou com Ele? Você contou do seu amor, da sua alegria no trabalho? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Você quer saber onde está Deus? Olhe para a sua vida, como você trata os seus, olhe para a sua casa, reveja suas atitudes diárias. Os atos falam mais do que as palavras e tudo o que fazemos, são as verdadeiras orações que levamos até Ele. Por isso, antes de fazer sua oração repetida, velha e cansada da mesma ladainha, coloque um "fogo novo" na sua vida: Convide Jesus para participar de todos os seus momentos. Assim, você será preenchido, saciado, envolvido pelo amor que nunca acaba, pela água que sacia a tua sede. E, então, mesmo com muito pouco, serás plenamente feliz, porque Ele veio para que todos tenham vida. E, tenham vida com abundância. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia;color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-1478496635277859471?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/1478496635277859471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=1478496635277859471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1478496635277859471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1478496635277859471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/05/nada-e-bastante-para-quem-considera.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S-uD1Pst9sI/AAAAAAAAAMM/K-ZUoeWUlBc/s72-c/1OLHANDO_MAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-72904540613691259</id><published>2010-04-21T16:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:09:24.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S89LxrB2UoI/AAAAAAAAAME/lq1KhmxlhBY/s1600/2303101930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S89LxrB2UoI/AAAAAAAAAME/lq1KhmxlhBY/s320/2303101930.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462668189759853186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;E no meio de tanta gente eu encontrei você&lt;br /&gt;Entre tanta gente chata sem nenhuma graça,&lt;br /&gt;Você veio&lt;br /&gt;E eu que pensava que não ia me apaixonar&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais na vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu podia ficar feio só perdido&lt;br /&gt;Mas com você eu fico muito mais bonito&lt;br /&gt;Mais esperto&lt;br /&gt;E podia estar tudo agora dando errado pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas com você dá certo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão:&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não me deixe nunca nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não vá, não vá embora&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não me deixe nunca nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu podia estar sofrendo, caído por aí&lt;br /&gt;Mas com você eu fico muito mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;Mais desperto&lt;br /&gt;Eu podia estar agora sem você&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não quero, não quero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;É....tem pessoas que aparecem para fazer a diferença...nem que seja só para te mostrar por um dia que é possível algo de bom acontecer na vida, mesmo que não seja nada para os outros, que não faça sentido algum.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E as vezes elas nem sabem o quanto e como isso vai marcar e afetou a nossa vida....mas......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Agora é assim...eu gosto de você....adoro você na realidade...e no momento me sinto bem porque tu me fez sentir assim...Só tenho que te agradecer....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post dedicado ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pequena ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1644398333710077662-72904540613691259?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/72904540613691259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=72904540613691259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/72904540613691259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/72904540613691259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-no-meio-de-tanta-gente-eu-encontrei.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S89LxrB2UoI/AAAAAAAAAME/lq1KhmxlhBY/s72-c/2303101930.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-6533931311070145753</id><published>2010-04-16T15:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T15:52:05.184-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S8ixuiG-z3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/60R0W-BN8_I/s1600/0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S8ixuiG-z3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/60R0W-BN8_I/s320/0140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460809961174912882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Seja eu,&lt;br /&gt;Seja eu,&lt;br /&gt;Deixa que eu seja eu.&lt;br /&gt;E aceita&lt;br /&gt;O que seja seu.&lt;br /&gt;Então deita e aceita eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molha eu,&lt;br /&gt;Seca eu,&lt;br /&gt;Deixa que eu seja o céu&lt;br /&gt;E receba&lt;br /&gt;O que seja seu.&lt;br /&gt;Anoiteça e amanheça eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beija eu,&lt;br /&gt;Beija eu,&lt;br /&gt;Beija eu, me beija.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa&lt;br /&gt;O que seja ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então beba e receba&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo no seu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Eu no meu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Deixa,&lt;br /&gt;Eu me deixo&lt;br /&gt;Anoiteça e amanheça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-6533931311070145753?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/6533931311070145753/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=6533931311070145753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6533931311070145753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6533931311070145753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/04/seja-eu-seja-eu-deixa-que-eu-seja-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S8ixuiG-z3I/AAAAAAAAAL8/60R0W-BN8_I/s72-c/0140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-2003813140711438346</id><published>2010-04-16T15:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T15:35:09.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S8itla1bduI/AAAAAAAAAL0/FakeGS1izR8/s1600/15519623_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S8itla1bduI/AAAAAAAAAL0/FakeGS1izR8/s320/15519623_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460805406556911330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Eu desço dessa solidão&lt;br /&gt;Espalho coisas sobre um chão de giz&lt;br /&gt;Ah, meros devaneios tolos a me torturar&lt;br /&gt;Fotografias recortadas em jornais de folhas,&lt;br /&gt;amiúde...&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou te jogar num pano de guardar confetes&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou te jogar num pano de guardar confetes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disparo balas de canhão&lt;br /&gt;É inútil pois existe um grão-vizir&lt;br /&gt;Há tantas violetas velhas sem um colibri&lt;br /&gt;Queria usar, quem sabe, uma camisa de força ou de&lt;br /&gt;vênus&lt;br /&gt;Mas não vou gozar de nós apenas um cigarro&lt;br /&gt;Nem vou lhe beijar, gastando assim o meu batom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora pego um caminhão, na lona vou a nocaute outra&lt;br /&gt;vez&lt;br /&gt;Pra sempre fui acorrentado no seu calcanhar&lt;br /&gt;Meus vinte anos de boy, that's over baby! Freud&lt;br /&gt;explica&lt;br /&gt;Não vou me sujar fumando apenas um cigarro&lt;br /&gt;Nem vou lhe beijar gastando assim o meu batom&lt;br /&gt;Quanto ao pano dos confetes, já passou meu carnaval&lt;br /&gt;E isso explica por que o sexo é assunto popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mais&lt;br /&gt;Estou indo embora&lt;br /&gt;No mais&lt;br /&gt;Estou indo embora&lt;br /&gt;No mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-2003813140711438346?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/2003813140711438346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=2003813140711438346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/2003813140711438346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/2003813140711438346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/04/eu-desco-dessa-solidao-espalho-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S8itla1bduI/AAAAAAAAAL0/FakeGS1izR8/s72-c/15519623_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-2859126548581930364</id><published>2010-04-15T03:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T03:50:37.329-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S8a3GlQ088I/AAAAAAAAALs/d-LjFjGjIFQ/s1600/1OLHANDO_MAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S8a3GlQ088I/AAAAAAAAALs/d-LjFjGjIFQ/s320/1OLHANDO_MAR.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460252921943094210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;[Sangrando Amor]&lt;br /&gt;Fechada para o amor&lt;br /&gt;eu não precisava da dor&lt;br /&gt;Uma ou duas vezes foi suficiente&lt;br /&gt;E foi tudo em vão&lt;br /&gt;o tempo começa a passar&lt;br /&gt;antes que você perceba, você está congelada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas alguma coisa aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;pela primeira vez com você&lt;br /&gt;meu coração derreteu pelo chão&lt;br /&gt;achei alguma coisa verdadeira&lt;br /&gt;e todo mundo está olhando&lt;br /&gt;achando que estou ficando louca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas eu não me importo com o que dizem,&lt;br /&gt;eu estou apaixonada por você,&lt;br /&gt;eles tentam me afastar&lt;br /&gt;mas eles não sabem a verdade,&lt;br /&gt;meu coração está danificado na veia&lt;br /&gt;Que eu continuo fechando&lt;br /&gt;você me corta e eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuo sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;continuo, continuo sangrando amor&lt;br /&gt;continuo sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;eu continuo, continuo sangrando amor,&lt;br /&gt;continuo sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;continuo, continuo sangrando amor&lt;br /&gt;você me corta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tentando o máximo para não ouvir&lt;br /&gt;mas eles falam muito alto&lt;br /&gt;os barulhos irritantes deles enchem meus ouvidos&lt;br /&gt;tentam me encher de dúvidas&lt;br /&gt;embora eu saiba que o objetivo&lt;br /&gt;é evitar que eu me apaixone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas nada é maior&lt;br /&gt;do que a sensação que vem com seu abraço&lt;br /&gt;e nesse mundo de solidão&lt;br /&gt;eu vejo seu rosto&lt;br /&gt;entretanto todo mundo ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;acha que estou ficando louca, talvez, talvez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas eu não me importo com o que dizem,&lt;br /&gt;eu estou apaixonada por você,&lt;br /&gt;eles tentam me afastar&lt;br /&gt;mas eles não sabem a verdade,&lt;br /&gt;meu coração está danificado na veia&lt;br /&gt;Que eu continuo fechando&lt;br /&gt;você me corta e eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuo sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;continuo, continuo sangrando amor&lt;br /&gt;continuo sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;eu continuo, continuo sangrando amor,&lt;br /&gt;continuo sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;continuo, continuo sangrando amor&lt;br /&gt;você me corta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e está drenando tudo de mim&lt;br /&gt;oh, eles acham difícil de acreditar&lt;br /&gt;eu carregarei essas cicatrizes&lt;br /&gt;para todo mundo ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas eu não me importo com o que dizem,&lt;br /&gt;eu estou apaixonada por você,&lt;br /&gt;eles tentam me afastar&lt;br /&gt;mas eles não sabem a verdade,&lt;br /&gt;meu coração está danificado na veia&lt;br /&gt;Que eu continuo fechando&lt;br /&gt;você me corta e eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuo sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;continuo, continuo sangrando amor&lt;br /&gt;continuo sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;eu continuo, continuo sangrando amor,&lt;br /&gt;continuo sangrando,&lt;br /&gt;continuo, continuo sangrando amor&lt;br /&gt;você me corta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-2859126548581930364?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/2859126548581930364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=2859126548581930364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-2819875023851231629</id><published>2010-04-14T05:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T05:29:03.992-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S8V8sY_0XFI/AAAAAAAAALk/RIq3dwCzxWE/s1600/12010pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S8V8sY_0XFI/AAAAAAAAALk/RIq3dwCzxWE/s320/12010pp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459907225322806354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;Mas tenho medo do que é novo e tenho medo de viver o que não entendo - quero sempre ter a garantia de pelo menos estar pensando que entendo, não sei me entregar à desorientação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-2819875023851231629?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/2819875023851231629/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Eu tava aqui tentando não pensar no seu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Mas me peguei sonhando com sua voz ao pé do ouvido&lt;br /&gt;E te liguei&lt;br /&gt;Me encontro tão ferida, mas te vejo aí também em carne viva&lt;br /&gt;Será que não tem jeito?&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor ainda nem nasceu direito pra morrer assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você pudesse ter me ouvido um pouco mais&lt;br /&gt;Se você tivesse tido calma pra esperar&lt;br /&gt;Se você quisesse poderia reverter&lt;br /&gt;Se você crescesse e então se desculpasse&lt;br /&gt;Mas se você soubesse o quanto eu ainda te amo&lt;br /&gt;É que eu não posso mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vou voltar atrás&lt;br /&gt;Raspe dos teus dedos minhas digitais&lt;br /&gt;Não vou voltar atrás&lt;br /&gt;Apague da cabeça, o meu nome, telefone, endereço&lt;br /&gt;Não vou voltar atrás&lt;br /&gt;Arranque do teu peito o meu amor cheio de defeitos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me mata essa vontade de querer tomar você num gole só&lt;br /&gt;Me Dói essa lembrança das suas mãos em minhas costas&lt;br /&gt;Sob o sol da manhã&lt;br /&gt;Você já me dizia: Conheço bem as suas expressões&lt;br /&gt;Você já me sorria ao final de todas as minhas canções&lt;br /&gt;Então por quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/1644398333710077662-7956283689925518936?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/7956283689925518936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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tempo me fortaleceu&lt;br /&gt;Estou começando a seguir em frente&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou dizer isso agora&lt;br /&gt;Sua chance veio e foi&lt;br /&gt;e você sabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco errado demais&lt;br /&gt;e eu não posso esperar&lt;br /&gt;Menino, você sabe todas as coisas certas a dizer&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que está um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;Você disse que sonha comigo&lt;br /&gt;Mas você não gosta de mim&lt;br /&gt;Você só gosta da conquista&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser realista isso não importa de forma alguma&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que é um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah está um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu era uma jovem apaixonada&lt;br /&gt;Eu dei tudo de mim, mas ainda não era o suficiente&lt;br /&gt;E agora você quer se comunicar&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que é um pouco tarde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vá achar outro alguém&lt;br /&gt;Ao deixar você ir eu estou me amando&lt;br /&gt;Você tem um problema&lt;br /&gt;Mas não venha me pedir ajuda&lt;br /&gt;Porque você sabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco errado demais&lt;br /&gt;e eu não posso esperar&lt;br /&gt;Menino, você sabe todas as coisas certas a dizer&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que está um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;Você disse que sonha comigo&lt;br /&gt;Mas você nao gosta de mim&lt;br /&gt;Você só gosta da conquista&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser realista isso não importa de forma alguma&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que é um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso amar com todo meu coração, baby&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que eu tenho muito a dar (Eu sei que tenho&lt;br /&gt;muito a dar)com um conquistador como você, eu não&lt;br /&gt;tenho chances. Esse é o modo de viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh Não)É um pouco tarde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;Está um pouco tarde e&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco errado demais&lt;br /&gt;e eu não posso esperar&lt;br /&gt;Menino, você sabe todas as coisas certas a dizer&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que é um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;Você disse que sonha comigo&lt;br /&gt;Mas você não gosta de mim&lt;br /&gt;Você só gosta da conquista&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser realista isso não importa de forma alguma&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que é um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está um pouco tarde demais e&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco errado demais&lt;br /&gt;e eu não posso esperar&lt;br /&gt;Menino, você sabe todas as coisas certas a dizer&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que é um pouco tarde demais&lt;br /&gt;Você disse que sonha comigo&lt;br /&gt;Mas você não gosta de mim&lt;br /&gt;Você só gosta da conquista&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser realista isso não importa de forma alguma&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que é um pouco tarde demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-2970413703455402374?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/2970413703455402374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=2970413703455402374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/2970413703455402374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/2970413703455402374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-little-too-late-venha-comigo-fique.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-6372424050880796562</id><published>2010-02-19T19:36:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:38:48.282-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S38Eemn6HvI/AAAAAAAAALU/HG7kkyCQXo8/s1600-h/truelove.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440071798697369330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S38Eemn6HvI/AAAAAAAAALU/HG7kkyCQXo8/s320/truelove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre tive uma briga interna com o amor...&lt;br /&gt;Horas acreditava que ele não era nada..somente ilusão humana...&lt;br /&gt;horas acreditava que era tudo...a base da vida....&lt;br /&gt;Mais sempre me recusei a sentir ...&lt;br /&gt;A vida me mostrou esse sentimento em forma de alguém.....alguém que me ensinou não so a sentir..&lt;br /&gt;como entender o que era tudo aquilo...&lt;br /&gt;Mas também me mostrou o outro lado do amor, não o bonito, mais o dolorido....e eu voltei a desconfiar do lado bom..&lt;br /&gt;Arranquei de mim o lado bom das coisas...me esqueci da essencia desse sentimento por algum tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Minha busca sempre foi isso...eu so n percebia...hoje sei o que é....mais quero voltar a sentir que vale a pena lutar por isso..&lt;br /&gt;Toda mulher tem o sonho de casar, eu não tinha sentido essa vontade até conhecer você...&lt;br /&gt;E agora? o que faço com todo esse sentimento aqui? estou tentando voltar ao ponto zero...desacreditar disso tudo..&lt;br /&gt;Mas não dá mais, amar não é simples que você consegue acabar com o sentimento assim....&lt;br /&gt;Agora posso dizer...eu amo.....tenho sonhos como toda mulher....e o que muda? onde faz sentido?&lt;br /&gt;Será q o amor é quem escolhe?&lt;br /&gt;Ando pensando....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Pequena&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/1644398333710077662-6372424050880796562?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/6372424050880796562/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=6372424050880796562&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6372424050880796562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6372424050880796562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/02/sempre-tive-uma-briga-interna-com-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S38Eemn6HvI/AAAAAAAAALU/HG7kkyCQXo8/s72-c/truelove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-3101624171430070877</id><published>2010-02-17T18:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:48:50.025-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3xV9Z9ICdI/AAAAAAAAALM/A4vYUX-GOBc/s1600-h/Proud_Autumn_by_Healzo.png"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439316963384363474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3xV9Z9ICdI/AAAAAAAAALM/A4vYUX-GOBc/s320/Proud_Autumn_by_Healzo.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[Amor verdadeiro]&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a terra que carrega o nome da África&lt;br /&gt;O amor está na minha mente.&lt;br /&gt;É para todos, não importa de onde você é,&lt;br /&gt;Amor ultrapassa todas as barreiras.&lt;br /&gt;Como o sentimento de todas as estações mudando,&lt;br /&gt;O amor é uma memória&lt;br /&gt;E nestes últimos dias, quando a iniquidade surpreende,&lt;br /&gt;Verdadeiro amor fala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrão: Eu preciso de amor verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe o que voce significa para mim&lt;br /&gt;(Verdadeiro amor)&lt;br /&gt;Demonstra como eu vivo e como eu respiro&lt;br /&gt;(Verdadeiro Amor)&lt;br /&gt;No vale da sombra, eu sei que você estará.&lt;br /&gt;(Verdadeiro Amor)&lt;br /&gt;Eu defendo, eu domino a morte&lt;br /&gt;E eu domino o inimigo (inveja).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é o amor realmente se ela afeta apenas um aspecto da vida?&lt;br /&gt;Isso é como um músico que só aceita o seu próprio tipo musical.&lt;br /&gt;Isso é como um pregador que apenas respeita domingo de manhã, e não sábado à noite&lt;br /&gt;Isso é como um soldado pode vir a refletir,&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor é mais do que marido e esposa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em uma época de abundância, Jah irá me manter forte.&lt;br /&gt;As coisas chegarao e eu me manterei legal, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Jah irá me manter forte.&lt;br /&gt;Quando meu copo estiver vazio,&lt;br /&gt;Jah irá me manter forte.&lt;br /&gt;Quando meu copo estiver cheio, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Jah me mantera a partir de sua tentação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-3101624171430070877?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/3101624171430070877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=3101624171430070877&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3101624171430070877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3101624171430070877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/02/amor-verdadeiro-assim-como-terra-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3xV9Z9ICdI/AAAAAAAAALM/A4vYUX-GOBc/s72-c/Proud_Autumn_by_Healzo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-6240892674229440798</id><published>2010-02-17T01:04:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:06:01.908-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3tc5yGiCwI/AAAAAAAAALE/cHhgCoi17wQ/s1600-h/sonho-de-liberdade.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439043122751474434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3tc5yGiCwI/AAAAAAAAALE/cHhgCoi17wQ/s320/sonho-de-liberdade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Nem toda palavra é&lt;br /&gt;Aquilo que o dicionário diz&lt;br /&gt;Nem todo pedaço de pedra&lt;br /&gt;Se parece com tijolo ou com pedra de giz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avião parece passarinho&lt;br /&gt;Que não sabe bater asa&lt;br /&gt;Passarinho voando longe&lt;br /&gt;Parece borboleta que fugiu de casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borboleta parece flor&lt;br /&gt;Que o vento tirou pra dançar&lt;br /&gt;Flor parece a gente&lt;br /&gt;Pois somos semente do que ainda virá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gente parece formiga&lt;br /&gt;Lá de cima do avião&lt;br /&gt;O céu parece um chão de areia&lt;br /&gt;Parece descanso pra minha oração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nuvem parece fumaça&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que acha que ela é algodão&lt;br /&gt;Algodão as vezes é doce&lt;br /&gt;Mas as vezes é doce não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonho parece verdade&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente esquece de acordar&lt;br /&gt;E o dia parece metade&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente acorda e esquece de levantar&lt;br /&gt;Ah e o mundo é perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Hum e o mundo é perfeito&lt;br /&gt;E o mundo é perfeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não pareco meu pai&lt;br /&gt;Nem pareco com meu irmão&lt;br /&gt;Sei que toda mãe é santa&lt;br /&gt;Mas a incerteza traz inspiração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem beijo que parece mordida&lt;br /&gt;Tem mordida que parece carinho&lt;br /&gt;Tem carinho que parece briga&lt;br /&gt;Tem briga que aparece pra trazer sorriso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem sorriso que parece choro&lt;br /&gt;Tem choro que é por alegria&lt;br /&gt;Tem dia que parece noite&lt;br /&gt;E a tristeza parece poesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem motivo pra viver de novo&lt;br /&gt;Tem o novo que quer ter motivo&lt;br /&gt;Tem aquele que parece feio&lt;br /&gt;Mas o coração nos diz que é o mais bonito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descobrir o verdadeiro sentido das coisas&lt;br /&gt;É querer saber demais&lt;br /&gt;Querer saber demais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonho parece verdade&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente esquece de acordar&lt;br /&gt;E o dia parece metade&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente acorda e esquece de levantar&lt;br /&gt;Mas o sonho&lt;br /&gt;Sonho parece verdade&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente esquece de acordar&lt;br /&gt;E o dia parece metade&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente acorda e esquece de levantar&lt;br /&gt;Ah e o mundo é perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Mas o mundo é perfeito&lt;br /&gt;O mundo é perfeito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;By o teatro magico (sonho de uma flauta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-6240892674229440798?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/6240892674229440798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=6240892674229440798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6240892674229440798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6240892674229440798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/02/nem-toda-palavra-e-aquilo-que-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3tc5yGiCwI/AAAAAAAAALE/cHhgCoi17wQ/s72-c/sonho-de-liberdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-1441876334651235835</id><published>2010-02-10T16:17:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T16:18:14.160-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3L4VSh8NHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/tY2UIuZhioo/s1600-h/AMOR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3L4VSh8NHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/tY2UIuZhioo/s320/AMOR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436680744824747122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando eu me perco é quando eu te encontro&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu me solto seus olhos me vêem&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu me iludo é quando eu te esqueço&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te tenho eu me sinto tão bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me fez sentir de novo o que eu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não me importava mais&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz, você me faz tão bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te invado de silêncio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você conforta a minha dor com atenção&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu durmo no seu colo&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz sentir de novo&lt;br /&gt;O que eu já não sentia mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz tão bem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz, você me faz tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz, você me faz tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz, você me faz tão bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenha medo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenha medo desse amor&lt;br /&gt;Não faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;Não faz sentido não mudar&lt;br /&gt;Esse amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz, você me faz tão bem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz, você me faz tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz, você me faz tão bem&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz, você me faz tão bem&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/1644398333710077662-1441876334651235835?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/1441876334651235835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=1441876334651235835&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1441876334651235835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1441876334651235835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/02/quando-eu-me-perco-e-quando-eu-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3L4VSh8NHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/tY2UIuZhioo/s72-c/AMOR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-3191042451793256179</id><published>2010-02-10T16:10:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T16:11:20.261-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3L2uomlqGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vxl47Kg0OuQ/s1600-h/covarde.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3L2uomlqGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vxl47Kg0OuQ/s320/covarde.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436678981223295074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-3191042451793256179?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/3191042451793256179/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=3191042451793256179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3191042451793256179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3191042451793256179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3L2uomlqGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vxl47Kg0OuQ/s72-c/covarde.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-7325552144937178983</id><published>2010-02-10T15:52:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T15:56:38.148-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3LyaANKX7I/AAAAAAAAAKc/b3iqPsg-xj8/s1600-h/951539347_b59f7ae978_bt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3LyaANKX7I/AAAAAAAAAKc/b3iqPsg-xj8/s320/951539347_b59f7ae978_bt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436674228735336370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu mais precisei&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais eu vi você      &lt;br /&gt;Foi difícil eu esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Tanto faz, nem pensei  &lt;br /&gt;Só o tempo irá dizer&lt;br /&gt;Não tem como entender&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu tenho que esperar&lt;br /&gt;Mas meu dia vai chegar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo dá voltas                 &lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso mais parar                 &lt;br /&gt;É só correr atrás    &lt;br /&gt;Nem tudo mudou                   &lt;br /&gt;Não quero mais pensar                   &lt;br /&gt;No que ficou pra trás    &lt;br /&gt;E nada faz voltar.....faz voltar.....faz voltar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu estava ali&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber pra onde ir&lt;br /&gt;É melhor nem lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Sempre penso em conseguir&lt;br /&gt;Nunca penso em desistir&lt;br /&gt;Deixo a vida rolar&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu tenho que esperar     &lt;br /&gt;Mas meu dia vai chegar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo dá voltas!!!                &lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso mais parar           &lt;br /&gt;É só correr atrás&lt;br /&gt;Nem tudo mudou&lt;br /&gt;Não quero mais pensar                 &lt;br /&gt;No que ficou pra trás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nada faz voltar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;faz voltar.......faz voltar&lt;br /&gt;faz voltar&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/1644398333710077662-7325552144937178983?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/7325552144937178983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=7325552144937178983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7325552144937178983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7325552144937178983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/02/quando-eu-mais-precisei-nunca-mais-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S3LyaANKX7I/AAAAAAAAAKc/b3iqPsg-xj8/s72-c/951539347_b59f7ae978_bt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-5067544709746596022</id><published>2010-01-28T18:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:42:35.202-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S2H2iOLId_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/bvt7g1IlzrY/s1600-h/Kiss_At_The_Beach_new_bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S2H2iOLId_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/bvt7g1IlzrY/s320/Kiss_At_The_Beach_new_bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431893693366302706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lullaby (canção de ninar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Creed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Hush my love now don't you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Acalme-se  meu amor, agora não chore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Everything will be all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Tudo vai ficar bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Close your eyes and drift in to dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Feche seus olhos e divague no sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Rest in peaceful sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Descanse em um sono tranquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; If there's one thing I hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Se há uma coisa que eu espero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I showed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Ter mostrado a você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Hope I showed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Espero ter mostrado a você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Just give love to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; A apenas dar amor a tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh my love...in my arms tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh, meu amor... Em meus braços sustentada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Every day you give me life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Todo dia você me dá vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; As I drift off to your world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Como eu afastei-me do seu mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Will rest in peaceful sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Descansará em um sono tranquilo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I know there's one thing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Eu sei que há uma coisa que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; you showed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Você me mostrou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; That you showed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Que você me mostrou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Just give love to all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Apenas dar amor a tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Let's give love to all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Vamos dar amor a tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-5067544709746596022?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/5067544709746596022/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=5067544709746596022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/5067544709746596022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/5067544709746596022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/lullaby-cancao-de-ninar-creed-hush-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S2H2iOLId_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/bvt7g1IlzrY/s72-c/Kiss_At_The_Beach_new_bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-8993507500577255864</id><published>2010-01-28T04:29:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T04:32:00.538-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S2EvTdou5vI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3OF2alYOdaU/s1600-h/praia_sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S2EvTdou5vI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3OF2alYOdaU/s320/praia_sol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431674637005022962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna be alone -Nickalback:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nunca mais vai estar sozinho]&lt;br /&gt;O tempo está passando&lt;br /&gt;muito mais rápido do que eu&lt;br /&gt;E eu estou começando a me arrepender de não gastar&lt;br /&gt;tudo isso com você&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou, Querendo saber por que&lt;br /&gt;eu tenho mantido isso engarrafado aqui dentro&lt;br /&gt;Então, eu estou começando a me arrepender de não dizer tudo isto para você&lt;br /&gt;Então se eu não o fiz ainda, quero que você saiba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você nunca vai estar sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Deste momento em diante&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que você sentir que está partindo&lt;br /&gt;Não vou deixar você cair&lt;br /&gt;Você nunca vai estar sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Vou te segurar até a dor passar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto posso&lt;br /&gt;Tenho aguentado firme com ambas as mãos&lt;br /&gt;Porque sempre acredito que não há nada que eu precise além de você&lt;br /&gt;Então se eu não o fiz ainda, quero que você saiba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você nunca vai estar sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Deste momento em diante&lt;br /&gt;Se você se sentir que está partindo&lt;br /&gt;Não vou deixar você cair&lt;br /&gt;Quando toda a esperança estiver desaparecido&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que você poderá continuar&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ver o mundo&lt;br /&gt;Vou te segurar até a dor passar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você tem que viver cada dia&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse o único&lt;br /&gt;E se o amanhã nunca vier?&lt;br /&gt;Não o deixe escapar&lt;br /&gt;Poderia ser o nosso único&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe isso tudo apenas começou&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia&lt;br /&gt;Talvez o nosso único&lt;br /&gt;E se o amanhã nunca vier?&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã nunca chegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo está passando&lt;br /&gt;muito mais rápido do que eu&lt;br /&gt;eu estou começando a me arrepender de não dizer tudo isto para você&lt;br /&gt;Portanto, se eu ainda não disse, eu preciso que você saiba ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você nunca vai estar sozinho&lt;br /&gt;A partir deste momento em diante&lt;br /&gt;Se você sentir que está partindo&lt;br /&gt;Não vou deixá-lo cair&lt;br /&gt;Quando toda a esperança estiver desaparecido&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que você pode continuar&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ver o mundo sozinhos&lt;br /&gt;Vou te segurar até a dor passar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vou estar lá pra seguir todo o caminho com você&lt;br /&gt;Não vou estar fora mais um dia sem você&lt;br /&gt;E vou estar lá pra seguir todo o caminho com você&lt;br /&gt;Não vou estar fora mais um dia sem você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-8993507500577255864?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/8993507500577255864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=8993507500577255864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/8993507500577255864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/8993507500577255864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/never-gonna-be-alone-nickalback-nunca.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S2EvTdou5vI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3OF2alYOdaU/s72-c/praia_sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-8253192887290378390</id><published>2010-01-26T22:46:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:47:27.251-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1-M64K-rzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4cyh5aqTzJw/s1600-h/rfewgfu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1-M64K-rzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4cyh5aqTzJw/s320/rfewgfu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431214618770845490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lua nova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Leve o meu amor pra ela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Leve o sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E paz no coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E diga a ela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que também espero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Um amor sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;De coração pra coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Até que foi bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A gente dar um tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Botar a cabeça um pouco pra pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Até que foi bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A gente não se ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Na vida se caiu depois tem que se levantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Até que foi bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A gente dar um tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Botar a cabeça um pouco pra pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A solidão faz (faz, faz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Faz entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que a saudade não tem braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mas sabe como apertar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta isso pra mim canta? por favor.......&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/1644398333710077662-8253192887290378390?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/8253192887290378390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=8253192887290378390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/8253192887290378390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/8253192887290378390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/lua-nova-leve-o-meu-amor-pra-ela-leve-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1-M64K-rzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4cyh5aqTzJw/s72-c/rfewgfu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-1266679301841671628</id><published>2010-01-22T05:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T05:01:46.605-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1lNVi96JHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kXDXSm-5ZJY/s1600-h/orkut-hi5-coracao_(160).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429455858330903666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1lNVi96JHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kXDXSm-5ZJY/s320/orkut-hi5-coracao_(160).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vai, se você precisa ir&lt;br /&gt;Não quero mais brigar esta noite&lt;br /&gt;Nossas acusações infantis&lt;br /&gt;E palavras mordazes que machucam tanto&lt;br /&gt;Não vão levar a nada, como sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai, clareia um pouco a cabeça&lt;br /&gt;Já que você não quer conversar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JÁ brigamos tanto&lt;br /&gt;Mas não vale a pena&lt;br /&gt;Vou ficar aqui, com um bom livro ou com a TV&lt;br /&gt;Sei que existe alguma coisa incomodando você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor, cuidado na estrada&lt;br /&gt;E quando você voltar&lt;br /&gt;Tranque o portão&lt;br /&gt;Feche as janelas&lt;br /&gt;Apague a luz&lt;br /&gt;E saiba que te amo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Legião Urbana&lt;/strong&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/1644398333710077662-1266679301841671628?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/1266679301841671628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=1266679301841671628&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1266679301841671628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1266679301841671628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/vai-se-voce-precisa-ir-nao-quero-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1lNVi96JHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kXDXSm-5ZJY/s72-c/orkut-hi5-coracao_(160).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-3467328368986658733</id><published>2010-01-22T03:03:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T03:09:17.313-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1kyJ4-Da1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/N5axwYcmmVk/s1600-h/yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429425971264711506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1kyJ4-Da1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/N5axwYcmmVk/s320/yoga.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mãee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;você me deu a vida....me deu amparo...me deu força....me deu o sopro inicial....me deu fé....me deu cumplicidade.....amizade....amor......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu espero ter sempre te dado tudo de volta.....hoje é um dia extremamente especial tanto na sua como na minha vida.....afinal nesse mesmo dia alguns anos atraz nasceu a pessoa que me fez ser quem eu sou....independente dos acontecidos de hoje acredite..meu coração esta em festa por você...hoje é seu dia mãe....quero poder te abraçar hoje para que você sinta tudo o que eu estou dizendo....sempre foi assim né? ....eu e você....juntas....não vai mudar ...acredite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a melhor coisa ver que você esteve comigo ...escrevendo minha história ali...sempre do ladinho....espero que ao olhar pra traz você veja que eu estive do seu também...saiiba também que te desejo das coisas as mais maravilhosas.....dos sentimentos os mais nobres....e dos sabores os mais doces......estou com você pra tudo...sempre...e pra sempre...nada mudará isso nunca......e você sabe que te amo incondicionalmente e infinitamente.....só não sei demosntrar muito bem...rs....Estou feliz por estarmos mais unidas....você é meu exemplo sempre.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns mãe......que você seja muito muito muito feliz ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neguinha da minha vida.....rs.....a melhor escritora do mundo tooooodo ♥ .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EU TE AMOOOO MUITOO!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Pequena&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/1644398333710077662-3467328368986658733?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/3467328368986658733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=3467328368986658733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3467328368986658733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3467328368986658733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/maee.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1kyJ4-Da1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/N5axwYcmmVk/s72-c/yoga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-326938684495942369</id><published>2010-01-21T23:08:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:10:51.894-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1j7DciT3gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jw9QvY3a5ms/s1600-h/clock,conceptual,creative,eye,photography,timeless-7c5e13c3926766ae4f0cee8c18bf2435_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429365387413413378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1j7DciT3gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jw9QvY3a5ms/s320/clock,conceptual,creative,eye,photography,timeless-7c5e13c3926766ae4f0cee8c18bf2435_h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Não guarde mágoa de mim&lt;br /&gt;Também não me esqueça&lt;br /&gt;Talvez não saiba amar&lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo te mereça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como as ondas do mar&lt;br /&gt;Sempre vão e vem&lt;br /&gt;Nossos beijos de adeus&lt;br /&gt;Na estação de trem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um gosto de lágrima no rosto&lt;br /&gt;Palavras murmuradas que eu quase nem ouço&lt;br /&gt;Que eu quase nem ouço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em algum lugar no tempo&lt;br /&gt;nós ainda estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Em algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;Ainda estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Em algum lugar no tempo&lt;br /&gt;nós ainda estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;pra sempre ficaremos juntos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenha medo de mim&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o que aconteça&lt;br /&gt;Não me tire da sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Nem desapareça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como as ondas do mar&lt;br /&gt;Sempre vão e vem&lt;br /&gt;Nossos beijos de adeus&lt;br /&gt;Na estação de trem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um gosto de lágrima no rosto&lt;br /&gt;Palavras murmuradas que eu quase nem ouço&lt;br /&gt;Que eu quase nem ouço&lt;br /&gt;Em algum lugar no tempo&lt;br /&gt;nós ainda estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Em algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;Ainda estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Em algum lugar no tempo&lt;br /&gt;nós ainda estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;pra sempre ficaremos juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-326938684495942369?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/326938684495942369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=326938684495942369&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/326938684495942369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/326938684495942369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/nao-guarde-magoa-de-mim-tambem-nao-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1j7DciT3gI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jw9QvY3a5ms/s72-c/clock,conceptual,creative,eye,photography,timeless-7c5e13c3926766ae4f0cee8c18bf2435_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-3367315432341315899</id><published>2010-01-21T18:45:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:48:20.439-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1i88MVMZYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Ich9L2uDtxo/s1600-h/cherry+blossom+alley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429297093083424130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1i88MVMZYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Ich9L2uDtxo/s320/cherry+blossom+alley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje o dia me fez triste....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tio.....mesmo que a distancia tenha nos separado hoje.....sei que lá na frente ela vai nos unir...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você vai deixar mtas saudades....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brigada por ter feito parte da minha historia....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agente se vê logo logo....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te Amo......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E as lágrimas fazem parte da vida.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Pequena&lt;/strong&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/1644398333710077662-3367315432341315899?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/3367315432341315899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=3367315432341315899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3367315432341315899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3367315432341315899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoje-o-dia-me-fez-triste.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1i88MVMZYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Ich9L2uDtxo/s72-c/cherry+blossom+alley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-1806139037788978870</id><published>2010-01-20T18:28:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:30:39.393-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1dnZ3-WYvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YCKv0IMMPoA/s1600-h/2109595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428921570038276850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1dnZ3-WYvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YCKv0IMMPoA/s320/2109595.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te amo, beijo em tua boca a alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Neruda&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/1644398333710077662-1806139037788978870?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/1806139037788978870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=1806139037788978870&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1806139037788978870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1806139037788978870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/te-amo-beijo-em-tua-boca-alegria.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1dnZ3-WYvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YCKv0IMMPoA/s72-c/2109595.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-7620618033635453437</id><published>2010-01-20T14:37:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:46:44.805-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1cyQAfZf5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ox7EyYbxmNQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428863126409412498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1cyQAfZf5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ox7EyYbxmNQ/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Há pessoas que nos falam e nem as escutamos, há pessoas que nos ferem e nem cicatrizes deixam mas há pessoas que simplesmente aparecem em nossas vidas e nos marcam para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecília Meireles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-7620618033635453437?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/7620618033635453437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=7620618033635453437&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7620618033635453437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7620618033635453437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/ha-pessoas-que-nos-falam-e-nem-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1cyQAfZf5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ox7EyYbxmNQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-7056004689087961831</id><published>2010-01-20T00:28:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:34:23.767-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1ZqpTbGpJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E7hjoyIgCr8/s1600-h/love,fingers,type,typography,foto,photography-46a1795b80d46342b5add1ff064f0406_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428643658662847634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1ZqpTbGpJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E7hjoyIgCr8/s320/love,fingers,type,typography,foto,photography-46a1795b80d46342b5add1ff064f0406_h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Renda-se como me rendi. Mergulhe no que não conhece como mergulhei. Não se preocupe em entender, viver ultrapassa qualquer entendimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;By Clarie Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-7056004689087961831?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/7056004689087961831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=7056004689087961831&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7056004689087961831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7056004689087961831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/renda-se-como-me-rendi.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1ZqpTbGpJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E7hjoyIgCr8/s72-c/love,fingers,type,typography,foto,photography-46a1795b80d46342b5add1ff064f0406_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-5757538339451256365</id><published>2010-01-19T22:55:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:58:45.586-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1ZU4FmtoRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/rAX8FDU0tEc/s1600-h/482457654_1171d524cfr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428619723395670290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1ZU4FmtoRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/rAX8FDU0tEc/s320/482457654_1171d524cfr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dizem que essa flor da sorte quando vc assopra.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assoprei todas as que pude....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esperando os resultados...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Pequena&lt;/strong&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/1644398333710077662-5757538339451256365?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/5757538339451256365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=5757538339451256365&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/5757538339451256365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/5757538339451256365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/dizem-que-essa-flor-da-sorte-quando-vc.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1ZU4FmtoRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/rAX8FDU0tEc/s72-c/482457654_1171d524cfr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-5462942714576046063</id><published>2010-01-19T02:45:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T03:15:11.638-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1U6iGllUVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/FiiHiUln0vA/s1600-h/borboletas-3673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428309283423211858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1U6iGllUVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/FiiHiUln0vA/s320/borboletas-3673.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero algo que não posso ter.....não quero perder mais tempo....não quero calar o que sinto....não quero lutar contra mim.....somente...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Pequena&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-5462942714576046063?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/5462942714576046063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-6407307928725816623</id><published>2010-01-18T17:26:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:29:21.560-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1S2Fkn5AxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/U5qpG-judrA/s1600-h/cumplicidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428163657734882066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S1S2Fkn5AxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/U5qpG-judrA/s320/cumplicidade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E tudo o que eu preciso é de momentos assim com você.....seja eu novamente.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Volte a ler meu olhar......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te Amo alem da compreensao..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Pequena&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1644398333710077662-6407307928725816623?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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ROSTO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-3186206508971801599?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/3186206508971801599/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=3186206508971801599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3186206508971801599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3186206508971801599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/eu-faria-qualquer-coisa-para-ver-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S0_PgFtr8yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/aSUbzxRCy4w/s72-c/alegria-guri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-8949923926693281667</id><published>2010-01-14T18:13:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:14:54.419-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S097M6kzkLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/QNZNxtgtqDg/s1600-h/5liberdade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S097M6kzkLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/QNZNxtgtqDg/s320/5liberdade.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426691537817014450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;NÃO TENHO MEDO DE SOFRER&lt;br /&gt;EU NÃO IMPORTO EM CHORAR&lt;br /&gt;TUDO QUE EU QUERO É VIVER&lt;br /&gt;UM SONHO LINDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COM TANTA GENTE NESSE MUNDO&lt;br /&gt;ALGUÉM SERÁ MEU BEM QUERER&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE NÃO VOU ENVELHECER&lt;br /&gt;TRISTE E SOZINHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SE A DOR MARCOU SEU CORAÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;OUTRO AMOR VAI TE CURAR&lt;br /&gt;SAI DA SOLIDÃO&lt;br /&gt;TEM MEDO NÃO&lt;br /&gt;DE NOVAMENTE SE ENTREGAR&lt;br /&gt;SE CAIU LEVANTA DESSE CHÃO&lt;br /&gt;VIVER É SE ARRISCAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUANDO ELE CHEGAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS SINOS VÃO TOCAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS PÉS VÃO FLUTUAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BOCA VAI SECAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A TERRA VAI TREMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS PASSAROS CANTAR O AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PODE VIR DO MAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DA TERRA OU DO AR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAS ASAS DO AVIÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA MÊS DE UM BAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROMESSAS DE VERÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO BICO DE UM BEIJA-FLOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-8949923926693281667?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S097M6kzkLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/QNZNxtgtqDg/s72-c/5liberdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-3066628846475124674</id><published>2010-01-14T12:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:25:43.666-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S08pSPX0foI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RFjFwMJm1ok/s1600-h/Workshop-de-Sensualidade-25706_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S08pSPX0foI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RFjFwMJm1ok/s320/Workshop-de-Sensualidade-25706_image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426601469345562242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Eu e você&lt;br /&gt;Não é assim tão complicado&lt;br /&gt;Não é difícil perceber&lt;br /&gt;Quem de nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Vai dizer que é impossível&lt;br /&gt;O amor acontecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu disser que já nem sinto nada&lt;br /&gt;Que a estrada sem você é mais segura&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei você vai rir da minha cara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já conheço o teu sorriso, leio teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Teu sorriso é só disfarce&lt;br /&gt;E eu já nem preciso&lt;br /&gt;Sinto dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que amo mesmo, tá ruim pra disfarçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Não cabe mais nenhum segredo&lt;br /&gt;Além do que já combinamos&lt;br /&gt;No vão das coisas que a gente disse&lt;br /&gt;Não cabe mais sermos somente amigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu falo que eu já nem quero&lt;br /&gt;A frase fica pelo avesso&lt;br /&gt;Meio na contra-mão&lt;br /&gt;E quando finjo que esqueço&lt;br /&gt;Eu não esqueci nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E cada vez que eu fujo, eu me aproximo mais&lt;br /&gt;E te perder de vista assim é ruim demais&lt;br /&gt;E é por isso que atravesso o teu futuro&lt;br /&gt;E faço das lembranças um lugar seguro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é que eu queira reviver nenhum passado&lt;br /&gt;Nem revirar um sentimento revirado&lt;br /&gt;Mas toda vez que eu procuro uma saída&lt;br /&gt;Acabo entrando sem querer na sua vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu procurei qualquer desculpa pra não te encarar&lt;br /&gt;Pra não dizer de novo e sempre a mesma coisa&lt;br /&gt;Falar só por falar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que eu já não tô nem aí pra essa conversa&lt;br /&gt;Que a história de nós dois não me interessa&lt;br /&gt;Se eu tento esconder meias verdades&lt;br /&gt;Você conhece o meu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Leu no meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Meu sorriso é só disfarce&lt;br /&gt;Por que eu já nem preciso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E cada vez que eu fujo, eu me aproximo mais . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Ana Carolina&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-3066628846475124674?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/3066628846475124674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=3066628846475124674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3066628846475124674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3066628846475124674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/eu-e-voce-nao-e-assim-tao-complicado.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S08pSPX0foI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RFjFwMJm1ok/s72-c/Workshop-de-Sensualidade-25706_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-2201988418762763677</id><published>2010-01-13T19:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:46:34.746-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amor não é uma coisa que te tira do chão e te transporta para lugares onde você nunca esteve&lt;br /&gt;O nome disso é avião&lt;br /&gt;Amor não é aquela coisa que tira sua respiração e sua fala e te deixa totalmente sem ar&lt;br /&gt;O nome disso é asma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor não é uma coisa que te ilumina no escuro, te leva até as estrelas, te traz de volta e desaparece sem deixar vestígios&lt;br /&gt;O nome disso é abdução&lt;br /&gt;Amor não é uma coisa que te pega de surpresa, te transforma em refém e toma de assalto tudo o que você tem&lt;br /&gt;O nome disso é ladrão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;Amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;Amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;É outra coisa, é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor não é uma coisa que te embrulha o estômago e deixa marcas por onde passa&lt;br /&gt;O nome disso é diarréia&lt;br /&gt;Amor não é uma coisa que você guarda lá dentro e não deixa ninguém tocar e nem ver&lt;br /&gt;O nome disso: vibrador!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor não é uma coisa que chega sorrateira e pula o muro quando o dia amanhece&lt;br /&gt;O nome disso é gato |&lt;br /&gt;Amor não é algo que foi perdido e quando é reencontrado pode mudar tudo o que está a sua frente&lt;br /&gt;O nome disso: controle remoto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;Amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;Amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;É outra coisa, outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor não é paixão&lt;br /&gt;Paixão não é felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade não é grana&lt;br /&gt;Grana não é fama&lt;br /&gt;Fama não é alegria&lt;br /&gt;Alegria não é amizade&lt;br /&gt;Amizade não é amor&lt;br /&gt;Porque amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;Amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;Outra coisa, outra coisa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-2201988418762763677?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/2201988418762763677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=2201988418762763677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/2201988418762763677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/2201988418762763677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/amor-nao-e-uma-coisa-que-te-tira-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-2436801419857366406</id><published>2010-01-13T17:23:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:27:11.437-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S04d_i1tmvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PPhid5xjhKs/s1600-h/salto_para_o_infinito_by_lacrymosagigia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S04d_i1tmvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PPhid5xjhKs/s320/salto_para_o_infinito_by_lacrymosagigia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426307578549082866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Pra Ela - Chimarruts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Se um dia&lt;br /&gt;Alguém te deixou&lt;br /&gt;Com o coração ferido,&lt;br /&gt;Secando ao sol,&lt;br /&gt;Talvez não tenha entendido,&lt;br /&gt;Não deu o valor.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sei&lt;br /&gt;Que o mundo gira,&lt;br /&gt;Que as coisas vem&lt;br /&gt;E também podem voltar,&lt;br /&gt;Que o fogo esquenta&lt;br /&gt;Mas também pode queimar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas está de volta&lt;br /&gt;Pra ela,&lt;br /&gt;De volta&lt;br /&gt;Com ela.&lt;br /&gt;Ta de volta&lt;br /&gt;Pra ela&lt;br /&gt;Pra ela&lt;br /&gt;Pra ela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando olhou&lt;br /&gt;Conseguiu enxergar,&lt;br /&gt;Que sair por sair,&lt;br /&gt;Falar por falar,&lt;br /&gt;Já não faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;Pode acabar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o tempo faz&lt;br /&gt;A verdade aparecer&lt;br /&gt;E a cada dia voa&lt;br /&gt;Fica fácil de se ver,&lt;br /&gt;Que você não sabia,&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia&lt;br /&gt;Que você não entendia.&lt;br /&gt;Não entendia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;É amar sempre foi um salto pro infinito, eu só não tinha percebido antes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Pequena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-2436801419857366406?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/2436801419857366406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=2436801419857366406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/2436801419857366406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/2436801419857366406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/pra-ela-chimarruts-se-um-dia-alguem-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S04d_i1tmvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PPhid5xjhKs/s72-c/salto_para_o_infinito_by_lacrymosagigia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-3142915401561278496</id><published>2010-01-12T02:40:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T04:59:28.801-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S0wdsSrI3ZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QZqB81eP6KI/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S0wdsSrI3ZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QZqB81eP6KI/s320/amor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425744297838828946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;E quando se sentir sozinho....lembre-se.....olhe para a lua....e vai me ver.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Estou sempre com vc....sempre.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Te amo mto sim....e n tenho vergonha disso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Bjos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-3142915401561278496?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/3142915401561278496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=3142915401561278496&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3142915401561278496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3142915401561278496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2010/01/e-quando-se-sentir-sozinho.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/S0wdsSrI3ZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QZqB81eP6KI/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-721684563316310704</id><published>2010-01-05T17:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T17:21:18.607-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu vejo a vida melhor no futuro&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo isso por cima de um muro de hipocrisia&lt;br /&gt;Que insiste em nos rodear&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo a vida mais farta e clara&lt;br /&gt;Repleta de toda satisfação&lt;br /&gt;Que se tem direito&lt;br /&gt;Do firmamento ao chão&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero crer no amor numa boa&lt;br /&gt;Que isto valha pra qualquer pessoa&lt;br /&gt;Que realizar&lt;br /&gt;A força que tem uma paixão&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo um novo começo de era&lt;br /&gt;De gente fina, elegante e sincera&lt;br /&gt;Com habilidade&lt;br /&gt;Pra dizer mais sim do que não, não não&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o tempo voa, amor&lt;br /&gt;Escorre pelas mãos &lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sem se sentir&lt;br /&gt;Que não há tempo que volte, amor&lt;br /&gt;Vamos viver tudo o que há pra viver&lt;br /&gt;Vamos nos permitir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-721684563316310704?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-2730712098608001841</id><published>2009-12-02T05:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T05:44:31.151-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Escutei os onibus passando aqui, e lembrei da pureza e curiosidade onde tudo começou, e me toquei do amor e o medo em que se tornaram.&lt;br /&gt;É incrivel essa dualidade entre o amor que sinto e o medo de te perder.&lt;br /&gt;É percebi que te amo incondicionalmente, e que temo você não sentir o mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Brull&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/1644398333710077662-2730712098608001841?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu queria não sentir essa saudade&lt;br /&gt;Que me faz perder o sono e querer mais, mais, mais&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria segurança e liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora só contigo eu fico em paz, paz, paz...&lt;br /&gt;É a mente que anuncia quando o coração nos trai&lt;br /&gt;Abre as asas, alça vôo, vôa, vai, vai, vai...&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma se liberta cada vez que eu penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;Vai no fundo da saudade e me traz, traz, traz&lt;br /&gt;esses olhos que eu não esqueço nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;Se eu for lembrar de mim eu vou pensar em ti&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;A cada pôr do sol que eu vivo sem poder te ver&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;É só deitar na cama e a chama clama-te&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;até querendo te esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria não sentir essa saudade&lt;br /&gt;Que me faz perder o sono e querer mais, mais, mais&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria segurança e liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora só contigo eu fico em paz, paz, paz...&lt;br /&gt;É a mente que anuncia quando o coração nos trai&lt;br /&gt;Abre as asas, alça vôo, vôa, vai, vai, vai...&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma se liberta cada vez que eu penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;Vai no fundo da saudade e me traz, traz, traz&lt;br /&gt;esses olhos que eu não esqueço nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;no dia a dia, no meio da rua eu penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;na correria de Copacabana,mesmo ali&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;passando pela tua esquina eu penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;andando pela praia as ondas vão bater em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;é só pegar o violão e eu penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;Que quando você dorme.. uou!&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;Se eu for lembrar de mim eu vou pensar em ti&lt;br /&gt;Penso em ti&lt;br /&gt;A cada pôr do sol que eu vivo sem poder te ver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Jorge  Vercilo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1644398333710077662-8981654565789204804?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/8981654565789204804/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=8981654565789204804&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SwC8PmvBtKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sWCWBNnt4oM/s1600/fotos-romanticas-corasao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404526529126446242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SwC8PmvBtKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sWCWBNnt4oM/s320/fotos-romanticas-corasao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada dia que passa me sinto mais grata aos que me rodeiam....aos que foram.......foram......aos que ficaram.......que bom que ficaram.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ficaram somente as lembranças boas de tudo oq passou em minha vida....sou eternamente grata aos que fizeram parte da minha vida e que acrescentaram algo .......e aos que levaram algo tambem....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje......não tenho mais tempo para falsidade....hipocritas e afins.... portanto ...se vc n tem nada de bom para falar não passe aqui....simples não?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bom......meu amor.....faz tempo que não venho aqui dizer as coisas que sinto....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hoje foi um dia bom ao seu lado......mto bom..... como todos os outros......acertamos coisas que estavam pendentes....e hoje....eu digo......fazem meses q eu sou feliz.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;obrigado.....te amoooooo muito!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"E SÓ DE PENSAR EM TE PERDER POR UM SEGUNDO.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EU SEI QUE ISSO É O FIM DO MUNDO "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Pequena&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&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/1644398333710077662-8391034540116365739?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/8391034540116365739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=8391034540116365739&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/8391034540116365739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/8391034540116365739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/11/cada-dia-que-passa-me-sinto-mais-grata.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SwC8PmvBtKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sWCWBNnt4oM/s72-c/fotos-romanticas-corasao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-6995141901207060068</id><published>2009-10-27T19:28:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:31:49.112-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sudme9GzlFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iQuQs5m3wY0/s1600-h/84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397395360412046418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sudme9GzlFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iQuQs5m3wY0/s320/84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E com o tempo, nossos passos se tornaram uma dança perfeita.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;By Pequena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1644398333710077662-6995141901207060068?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sudme9GzlFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iQuQs5m3wY0/s72-c/84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-7084942601778301109</id><published>2009-10-20T18:41:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:46:49.793-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/St4g8iUFuFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xNRASgSVK34/s1600-h/29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394785628011739218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/St4g8iUFuFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xNRASgSVK34/s320/29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Metades  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Silêncio... deliciosa revelação que o som emudece... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;As minhas metades... e as suas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos sempre duas metades, Porque a vida é feita de escolhas!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos o sim e o não, Ainda que haja o talvez...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos o amor e a razão, Embora exista a loucura.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos o antes e o agora, Ainda que estejamos sempre à espera do depois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos luz e escuridão, Simplesmente porque uma não pode existir sem a outra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos corpo e espírito, Embora a essência esteja na alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos medo e coragem, Porque dentro de nós grita o desejo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos vida e morte, Mesmo que acreditemos na existência de apenas uma de cada vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos som e silêncio, ainda que nossas vozes independam deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos um constante ir e vir, Porque ainda que estejamos aqui, estamos também em outros lugares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos dúvida e certeza, Simplesmente porque ambas são idênticas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somos ilusão e realidade... E em busca de nossas metades, De nada nos adianta apenas saber, É preciso sentir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Porque somente saber, nada significa quando descobrimos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Que as nossas metades são igualmente sagradas... E ambas só podem ser inteiras, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quando se entregam à inexplicável magia do amor.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;By desconheco autoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-7084942601778301109?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/7084942601778301109/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=7084942601778301109&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7084942601778301109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7084942601778301109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/10/metades-silencio.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/St4g8iUFuFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xNRASgSVK34/s72-c/29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-5850031879949016078</id><published>2009-10-16T13:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:00:04.970-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sta4pqWbrcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Zx_Ot7kv2M8/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392700629705272770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sta4pqWbrcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Zx_Ot7kv2M8/s320/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Duvida da luz dos astros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;De que o sol tenha calor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Duvida até da verdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mas confia em meu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;By William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-5850031879949016078?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/5850031879949016078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=5850031879949016078&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/5850031879949016078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/5850031879949016078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/10/duvida-da-luz-dos-astros-de-que-o-sol.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sta4pqWbrcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Zx_Ot7kv2M8/s72-c/33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-773503847080609916</id><published>2009-10-15T14:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T14:00:00.432-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sta1sQcl1mI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Poy6Xnkaja4/s1600-h/87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392697375756506722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sta1sQcl1mI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Poy6Xnkaja4/s320/87.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando o amor vos fizer sinal, segui-o; ainda que os seus caminhos sejam duros e escarpados. E quando as suas asas vos envolverem, entregai-vos; ainda que a espada escondida na sua plumagem vos possa ferir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Khali Gibran&lt;/strong&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/1644398333710077662-773503847080609916?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/773503847080609916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=773503847080609916&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/773503847080609916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/773503847080609916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/10/quando-o-amor-vos-fizer-sinal-segui-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sta1sQcl1mI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Poy6Xnkaja4/s72-c/87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-7766184966236071795</id><published>2009-10-15T02:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T02:37:11.766-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sta06S4WEbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dK96ETIntGo/s1600-h/seguramao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392696517416325554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sta06S4WEbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dK96ETIntGo/s320/seguramao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sta0p5HKPdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FqqUzon2oo8/s1600-h/seguramao.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Se o amor é fantasia, eu me encontro ultimamente em pleno carnaval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;By Vinicius de Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1644398333710077662-7766184966236071795?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/7766184966236071795/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=7766184966236071795&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7766184966236071795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7766184966236071795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/10/se-o-amor-e-fantasia-eu-me-encontro.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sta06S4WEbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dK96ETIntGo/s72-c/seguramao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-4757872337738755167</id><published>2009-10-08T20:47:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:53:37.718-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Confissões...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Ss564EsMwgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_kr-CXcFB8k/s1600-h/200522565-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390380907759452674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Ss564EsMwgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_kr-CXcFB8k/s320/200522565-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;" Tudo bem. Confesso que ao teu lado tudo é mágico, pois você, com todo o teu encanto, faz questão de transformar meu mundo em um legítimo conto de fadas. Na tua presença me sinto num verdadeiro ficcional da Disney, pois tua incrível sensibilidade me faz enxergar um mundo cheio de magia com direito a carruagens de abóbora, sapatinhos de cristal, uma madrasta se dando muito mal (afinal o bem está acima de todas as coisas), fadas-madrinhas sempre alerta, uma floresta do mais puro verde ecomo se isso não bastasse, é encantada também...&lt;br /&gt;Posso me defrontar com o monstro mais temido do reino, aquele que quando aparece faz todos desaparecerem, mas é só pensar em você e no teu belo coração que você está ali, ao meu lado, a me proteger e destruir a sombra do meu medo.&lt;br /&gt;Confesso também que antes de você eu não sabia o que as pessoas queriam dizer quando contavam que desejavam imensamente viver um contos de fadas, e sequer conhecia a essência de "alguns" verbos.&lt;br /&gt;Você me dá em nossa realidade particular aquilo que algumas pessoas só têm nos pensamentos: pétalas vermelhas no ar a nos envolver, um mini-castelo de pano rosa, uma abóboda de estrelas só nossas, uma casa perfeita, uns sorrisos largos espontâneos, olhares que se cruzam ao longe, borboletas inquietas no estômago, um abrir de olhos suave ao sentir um beijo pela manhã."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-4757872337738755167?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/4757872337738755167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=4757872337738755167&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4757872337738755167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4757872337738755167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/10/confissoes.html' title='Confissões...'/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Ss564EsMwgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_kr-CXcFB8k/s72-c/200522565-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-112816404084265030</id><published>2009-10-06T17:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:33:23.237-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsuphSWebBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OUeKzuxbE5A/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsuphSWebBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OUeKzuxbE5A/s400/36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389587768405814290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quando me perdi&lt;br /&gt;Você Apareceu&lt;br /&gt;Me fazendo rir do que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;E de medo olhei, tudo ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;Só assim enxerguei que agora estou melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é a escada da minha subida&lt;br /&gt;Você é o amor da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;É o meu abrir de olhos no amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Verdade que me leva a viver&lt;br /&gt;Você é a espera na janela&lt;br /&gt;A ave que vem de longe tão bela&lt;br /&gt;A esperança que arde em calor&lt;br /&gt;Você é a tradução do que é o amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a dor saiu&lt;br /&gt;foi você quem me curou&lt;br /&gt;Quando o mal partiu&lt;br /&gt;vi que algo em mim mudou&lt;br /&gt;No momento em que quis,&lt;br /&gt;ficar junto de ti&lt;br /&gt;E agora sou feliz,&lt;br /&gt;pois lhe tenho bem aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é a escada da minha subida&lt;br /&gt;Você é o amor da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;É o meu abrir de olhos no amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Verdade que me leva a viver&lt;br /&gt;Você é a espera na janela&lt;br /&gt;A ave que vem de longe tão bela&lt;br /&gt;A esperança que arde em calor&lt;br /&gt;Você é a tradução do que é o amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando me perdi&lt;br /&gt;Você Apareceu&lt;br /&gt;Me fazendo rir do que aconteceu&lt;br /&gt;E de medo olhei, tudo ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;Só assim enxerguei que agora estou melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é a escada da minha subida&lt;br /&gt;Você é o amor da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;É o meu abrir de olhos no amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Verdade que me leva a viver&lt;br /&gt;Você é a espera na janela&lt;br /&gt;A ave que vem de longe tão bela&lt;br /&gt;A esperança que arde em calor&lt;br /&gt;Você é a tradução do que é o amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do que é o amor&lt;br /&gt;do que é o amor&lt;br /&gt;do que é o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Cogumelo Plutão- ( esperando na janela)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-112816404084265030?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/112816404084265030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=112816404084265030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/112816404084265030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/112816404084265030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/10/quando-me-perdi-voce-apareceu-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsuphSWebBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OUeKzuxbE5A/s72-c/36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-5568634427952379665</id><published>2009-10-05T03:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T03:15:46.987-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsmPBwSEUlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/dFhK2BIEZM4/s1600-h/66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsmPBwSEUlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/dFhK2BIEZM4/s400/66.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388995689428832850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Três meses hoje......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Os três meses mais felizes da minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sem dúvidas....é você!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Te amo muito amor.....muito.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;By Pequena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-5568634427952379665?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/5568634427952379665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=5568634427952379665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/5568634427952379665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/5568634427952379665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/10/tres-meses-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsmPBwSEUlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/dFhK2BIEZM4/s72-c/66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-1993395784053289927</id><published>2009-09-30T22:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:42:50.768-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsQI7QOEr4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/MGGzuJIcLY8/s1600-h/post.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsQI7QOEr4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/MGGzuJIcLY8/s400/post.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387440868301254530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;O slide que eu mesma fiz.....fala por mim....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;te amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsQI7QOEr4I/AAAAAAAAAFY/MGGzuJIcLY8/s72-c/post.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-480351859628746202</id><published>2009-09-29T03:20:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T03:55:44.385-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsGuheWRsiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uXMmBfe3EPI/s1600-h/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SsGuheWRsiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uXMmBfe3EPI/s400/35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386778519417238050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Quando encontrar alguém e esse alguém fizer seu coração parar de funcionar por alguns segundos, preste atenção: pode ser a pessoa mais importante da sua vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se os olhares se cruzarem e, neste momento, houver o mesmo brilho intenso entre eles, fique alerta: pode ser a pessoa que você está esperando desde o dia em que nasceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se o toque dos lábios for intenso, se o beijo for apaixonante, e os olhos se encherem d'água neste momento, perceba:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;existe algo mágico entre vocês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se os corpos se atraírem loucamente, se a química da pele permanecer antes, durante e depois de fazerem amor ..."UAUUUU..." , acredite: vocês são almas afins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se fazer amor for muito mais do que fazer sexo, se o prazer não for só um momento e se depois vocês dormirem abraçados, entrelaçados até amanhecer o dia, aceite: algo de muito importante está acontecendo na sua vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se acordar no meio da noite e sentir vontade de observar a pessoa dormindo, sentir a respiraçao, tentar adivinhar o que ela está sonhando e, neste momento, sentir vontade de beijá-la com carinho, e essa pessoa, mesmo dormindo, retribuir, assim, meio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;inconsciente, fique feliz: vocês já são um do outro, inteiramente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se o primeiro e o último pensamento do seu dia for essa pessoa, se a vontade de ficar juntos chegar a apertar o coração, agradeça: Deus te mandou um presente divino - o amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se um dia tiverem que pedir perdão um ao outro por algum motivo e em troca receber um abraço, um sorriso, um afago nos cabelos e os gestos valerem mais que mil palavras, entregue-se: vocês foram feitos um pro outro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se por algum motivo você estiver triste, se a vida te deu uma rasteira e a outra pessoa sofrer o seu sofrimento, chorar as suas lágrimas e enxugá-las com ternura, que coisa maravilhosa: você poderá contar com ela em qualquer momento de sua vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você não consegue dirigir com as duas mãos, porque não pode deixar de tocar a outra pessoa nem por um instante, que incrível: vocês estão correndo perigo e nem se dão conta disso ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Simplesmente não conseguem se desgrudar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você conseguir, em pensamento, sentir o cheiro da pessoa como se ela estivesse ali do outro lado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você conseguir adivinhar o que ela comeu no jantar, mesmo sabendo que ela tem dez pratos preferidos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você conseguir saber o que está incomodando a pessoa, mesmo que aparentemente esteja tudo bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você souber exatamente o momento do filme em que ela vai estar chorando, mesmo sem olhar pra ela...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você achar a pessoa maravilhosamente linda, mesmo ela estando de pijamas velhos, chinelos de dedo e cabelos emaranhados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você não consegue andar pelas ruas, sem deixar de segurar a mão da outra, mesmo que um poste atravesse os dois ao meio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você consegue ficar somente 15 minutos aborrecido depois de uma briga e terminar tudo somente por meia hora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você não consegue trabalhar direito o dia todo, ansioso pelo encontro que está marcado para a noite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você não consegue imaginar, de maneira nenhuma, um futuro sem a pessoa ao seu lado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você tiver a certeza que vai ver a outra envelhecendo e, mesmo assim, tiver a convicção que vai continuar sendo louco por ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Se você preferir morrer, antes de ver a outra partindo: É o amor que chegou na sua vida. É um presente de Deus. É uma dádiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Muitas pessoas apaixonam-se muitas vezes na vida, mas poucas amam ou encontram um amor verdadeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Ou às vezes encontram e, por não prestarem atenção nesses sinais, deixam o amor passar, sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;deixá-lo acontecer verdadeiramente.É o livre-arbítrio.Por isso, preste atenção nos sinais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;Não deixe que as loucuras do dia-a-dia o deixem cego para a melhor coisa da vida: o AMOR ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;By Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Te tenho com a certeza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;De que você pode ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Te amo com a certeza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;De que irá voltar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pra gente ser feliz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Você surgiu e juntos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Conseguimos ir mais longe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Você dividiu comigo a sua história &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;E me ajudou a construir a minha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hoje mais do que nunca somos dois &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A nossa liberdade é o que nos prende &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Viva todo o seu mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sinta toda liberdade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;E quando a hora chegar, volta... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Que nosso amor está acima das coisas desse mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vai dizer que o tempo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não parou naquele momento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eu Espero por você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;O tempo que for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pra ficarmos juntos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mais uma vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Te tenho com a certeza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;De que você pode ir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Te amo com a certeza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;De que irá voltar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pra gente ser feliz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Você surgiu e juntos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Conseguimos ir mais longe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Você dividiu comigo a sua história&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;E me ajudou a construir a minha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hoje mais do que nunca somos dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vai dizer que o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não parou naquele momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eu espero por você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;O tempo que for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pra ficarmos juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mais uma vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(não parou naquele momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;eu espero por você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;o tempo que for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;nos vamos estar juntos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;mais uma vez)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;By Jota Quest - Mais uma vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-6493938003737219675?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/6493938003737219675/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=6493938003737219675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6493938003737219675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6493938003737219675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/09/te-tenho-com-certeza-de-que-voce-pode.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail 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style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hoje eu preciso te encontrar de qualquer jeito&lt;br /&gt;Nem que seja só pra te levar pra casa&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um dia normal&lt;br /&gt;Olhar teus olhos de promessas fáceis&lt;br /&gt;E te beijar a boca de um jeito que te faça rir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hoje eu preciso te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Sentir teu cheiro de roupa limpa&lt;br /&gt;Pra esquecer os meus anseios e dormir em paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hoje eu preciso ouvir qualquer palavra tua&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer frase exagerada que me faça sentir alegria&lt;br /&gt;Em estar vivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hoje eu preciso tomar um café, ouvindo você suspirar&lt;br /&gt;Me dizendo que eu sou causador da tua insônia&lt;br /&gt;Que eu faço tudo errado sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hoje preciso de você&lt;br /&gt;Com qualquer humor, com qualquer sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Hoje só tua presença&lt;br /&gt;Vai me deixar feliz&lt;br /&gt;Só hoje &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By -jota quest (só hoje)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-3752179693115208134?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/3752179693115208134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=3752179693115208134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3752179693115208134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3752179693115208134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/09/hoje-eu-preciso-te-encontrar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SrvED94QM8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/V37WWCwGxPM/s72-c/maosdadasss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-5206036079392403234</id><published>2009-09-23T21:07:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:14:02.854-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Srq5hxEYqhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0uhHrpqvMoE/s1600-h/amornaoacaba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Srq5hxEYqhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0uhHrpqvMoE/s400/amornaoacaba.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384820294233401874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 67, 82); font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;color:#CBDCE3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;STRIP-TEASE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Chegou no apartamento dele por volta das seis da tarde&lt;br /&gt;e sentia um nervosismo fora do comum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Antes de entrar, pensou mais uma vez no que estava por fazer. Seria a sua primeira vez.&lt;br /&gt;Já havia roído as unhas de ambas as mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Não podia mais voltar atrás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Tocou a campainha e ele, ansioso do outro lado da porta, não levou mais do que dois segundos para atender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Ele perguntou se ela queria beber alguma coisa, ela não quis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Ele perguntou se ela queria sentar, ela recusou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Ele perguntou o que poderia fazer por ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;A resposta :- Sem preliminares.  Quero que você me escute, simplesmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Então ela começou a se despir como nunca havia feito antes :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Primeiro tirou a máscara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Eu tenho feito de conta que você&lt;br /&gt;não me interessa muito,  mas não é verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Você é a pessoa mais especial que já conheci.&lt;br /&gt;Não por ser bonito ou por pensar como eu sobre tantas coisas, mas por algo maior e mais profundo do que aparência e afinidade.&lt;br /&gt;Ser correspondida é o que menos me importa no momento : preciso dizer o que sinto".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Então ela se desfez da arrogância&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;"Nem sei com que pernas cheguei até sua casa, achei que não teria coragem.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora que estou aqui, preciso que você saiba que cada música que toca, é com você que ouço,&lt;br /&gt;Cada palavra que leio, é com você que reparto,&lt;br /&gt;Cada deslumbramento que tenho, é com você que sinto.&lt;br /&gt;Você está entranhado no que sou, virou parte da minha história".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Era o pudor sendo desabotoado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;"Eu beijo espelhos, abraço almofadas, faço carinho em mim mesma , tendo você no pensamento, e mesmo quando as coisas que faço são menos importantes,&lt;br /&gt;como ler uma revista ou lavar uma meia,&lt;br /&gt;é em sua companhia que estou".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Retirava o medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;"Eu não sou melhor ou pior do que ninguém,&lt;br /&gt;sou apenas alguém que está aprendendo a lidar com o amor, sinto que ele existe, sinto que é forte, e sinto que é aquilo que todos procuram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Encontrei !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt; ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Por fim a última peça caía, deixando-a nua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;"Eu gostaria de viver com você, mas não foi por isso que vim.&lt;br /&gt;A intenção ... é unicamente deixá-lo saber&lt;br /&gt;que é amado e deixá-lo pensar a respeito,&lt;br /&gt;que o amor não é coisa que se retribua de imediato, apenas para ser gentil.&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia ... eu for amada do mesmo modo por você,&lt;br /&gt;me avise que eu volto, e a gente recomeça de onde parou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Paramos aqui !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt; ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;E saiu do apartamento sentindo-se mais mulher do que nunca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desconheço autoria&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-5206036079392403234?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/5206036079392403234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=5206036079392403234&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/5206036079392403234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/5206036079392403234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/09/strip-tease-chegou-no-apartamento-dele.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Srq5hxEYqhI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0uhHrpqvMoE/s72-c/amornaoacaba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-1047545812942967385</id><published>2009-09-21T21:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:45:31.687-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SrgeC0ngWfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6ha-1KKP5mM/s1600-h/do.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SrgeC0ngWfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6ha-1KKP5mM/s400/do.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384086388354341362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Script MT Bold';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A explicação para tudo encontra-se em você mesmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Script MT Bold';color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Script MT Bold';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Na verdade, nunca ninguém aprendeu nada de ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Script MT Bold';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cada um tem que aprender por si mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Script MT Bold';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1644398333710077662-1047545812942967385?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/1047545812942967385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=1047545812942967385&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1047545812942967385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1047545812942967385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/09/explicacao-para-tudo-encontra-se-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SrgeC0ngWfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6ha-1KKP5mM/s72-c/do.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-6177415280917542696</id><published>2009-09-15T15:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T15:58:05.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sq_hsCK8rbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/akOk_vBqbAY/s1600-h/confusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sq_hsCK8rbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/akOk_vBqbAY/s400/confusa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381768226344316338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Existem momentos em nossa vida que agente precisa muito de força, e parece que essa força só é encontrada em outras pessoas... Geralmente são pessoas que agente ama muito..ou então de pessoas que nunca vimos na vida....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Bom, esses dias tenho vivido exatamente assim, recebendo forças de pessoas que amo muito...e de pessoas que acabei de conhecer também..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Estou me sentindo perdida...estou relembrando muitas coisas que foram importantes em minha vida, boas e ruins....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Tenho chorado muito....pensado muito.....sentido muito...acreditado muito...imaginado muito....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Estou cansada, estou cheia de dores, estou cheia de medos....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Eu só quero que tudo isso melhore....e eu sei que vai melhorar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Desculpa estar tão estranha com você....mais você não imagina o que esta acontecendo dentro de mim....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Quero você do meu lado mais do que nunca...só isso....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Te amo muito....e não quero que nada afete isso....todos esses problemas que venho tentando consertar dentro de mim são também para que eu tenha paz ,eu só quero que tudo corra bem...que nada afete a nós....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Eu não quero deixar passar nenhuma oportunidade com você, eu não quero deixar nada atrapalhar....nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Tenha calma comigo...me entenda....logo tudo isso passa....ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Logo eu arrumo essa bagunça que esta minha mente e meu coração, e ai sim ficará tudo bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Eu te amo muito ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;By Brull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Até bem pouco tempo atrás&lt;br /&gt;Poderíamos mudar o mundo&lt;br /&gt;Quem roubou nossa coragem?&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é dor&lt;br /&gt;E toda dor vem do desejo&lt;br /&gt;De não sentirmos dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o sol bater&lt;br /&gt;Na janela do teu quarto&lt;br /&gt;Lembra e vê&lt;br /&gt;Que o caminho é um só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;música by Legiao Urbana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:180%;color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-6177415280917542696?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/6177415280917542696/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=6177415280917542696&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6177415280917542696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6177415280917542696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/09/existem-momentos-em-nossa-vida-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sq_hsCK8rbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/akOk_vBqbAY/s72-c/confusa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-4075394052787337717</id><published>2009-09-14T15:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:16:16.005-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sq6IAIIsHuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mfn4IXgkwys/s1600-h/tentando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sq6IAIIsHuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mfn4IXgkwys/s400/tentando.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381388140519628514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;eu tô tentando largar o cigarro&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando remar meu barco&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando armar um barraco&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando não cair no buraco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando tirar o atraso&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando te dar um abraço&lt;br /&gt;eu tô penando pra driblar o fracasso&lt;br /&gt;eu tô brigando pra enfrentar o cangaço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando ser brasileiro&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando saber o que é isso&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando ficar com Deus&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando que Ele fique comigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu tô fincando meus pés no chão&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando ganhar um milhão&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando ter mais culhão&lt;br /&gt;eu tô treinando pra ser campeão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;eu tô tentando ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando te fazer feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando entrar em forma&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando enganar a morte&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando ser atuante&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando ser boa amante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando criar meu filho&lt;br /&gt;eu tô tentando fazer meu filme&lt;br /&gt;eu tô chutando pra marcar um gol&lt;br /&gt;eu tô vivendo de rock 'n roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;By - Kid Abelha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-4075394052787337717?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/4075394052787337717/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=4075394052787337717&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4075394052787337717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4075394052787337717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/09/eu-to-tentando-largar-o-cigarro-eu-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sq6IAIIsHuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/mfn4IXgkwys/s72-c/tentando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-8523597301575675173</id><published>2009-09-13T23:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:53:53.439-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sq2wIwKK1dI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XpaKQzSyQ0o/s1600-h/TM_respirar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sq2wIwKK1dI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XpaKQzSyQ0o/s400/TM_respirar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381150794190607826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;"O dia mente a cor da noite&lt;br /&gt;E o diamante a cor dos olhos&lt;br /&gt;Os olhos mentem dia e noite a dor da gente"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto houver você do outro lado&lt;br /&gt;Aqui do outro eu consigo me orientar&lt;br /&gt;A cena repete a cena se inverte&lt;br /&gt;enchendo a minha alma daquilo que outrora eu deixei de acreditar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tua palavra, tua história&lt;br /&gt;tua verdade fazendo escola&lt;br /&gt;e tua ausência fazendo silêncio em todo lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;metade de mim&lt;br /&gt;agora é assim&lt;br /&gt;de um lado a poesia o verbo a saudade&lt;br /&gt;do outro a luta, a força e a coragem pra chegar no fim&lt;br /&gt;e o fim é belo incerto... depende de como você vê&lt;br /&gt;o novo, o credo, a fé que você deposita em você e só&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só enquanto eu respirar&lt;br /&gt;Vou me lembrar de você&lt;br /&gt;Só enquanto eu respirar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto houver você do outro lado&lt;br /&gt;Aqui do outro eu consigo me orientar&lt;br /&gt;A cena repete a cena se inverte&lt;br /&gt;enchendo a minha alma d'aquilo que outrora eu deixei de acreditar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tua palavra, tua história&lt;br /&gt;tua verdade fazendo escola&lt;br /&gt;e tua ausência fazendo silêncio em todo lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;metade de mim&lt;br /&gt;agora é assim&lt;br /&gt;de um lado a poesia o verbo a saudade&lt;br /&gt;do outro a luta, a força e a coragem pra chegar no fim&lt;br /&gt;e o fim é belo incerto... depende de como você vê&lt;br /&gt;o novo, o credo, a fé que você deposita em você e só&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só enquanto eu respirar&lt;br /&gt;Vou me lembrar de você&lt;br /&gt;Só enquanto eu respirar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;metade de mim&lt;br /&gt;agora é assim&lt;br /&gt;de um lado a poesia o verbo a saudade&lt;br /&gt;do outro a luta, a força e a coragem pra chegar no fim&lt;br /&gt;e o fim é belo incerto... depende de como você vê&lt;br /&gt;o novo, o credo, a fé que você deposita em você e só&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só enquanto eu respirar&lt;br /&gt;Vou me lembrar de você&lt;br /&gt;Só enquanto eu respirar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;By- O Teatro Mágico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;P.S :  Era para eu estar escrevendo palavras minhas no blog, porem estou passando por uma fase bem ........como dizer? bem minha....bem pensativa.......logo mais começo a postar coisas minhas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;Por enquanto deixo as mensagens das músicas e textos falarem por mim.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFCC;"&gt;Beijos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1644398333710077662-8523597301575675173?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/8523597301575675173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=8523597301575675173&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/8523597301575675173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/8523597301575675173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-dia-mente-cor-da-noite-e-o-diamante.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sq2wIwKK1dI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XpaKQzSyQ0o/s72-c/TM_respirar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-280834899816064056</id><published>2009-09-09T18:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:39:13.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SqggY2T1vYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UGeBhgyX7DU/s1600-h/teamo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SqggY2T1vYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UGeBhgyX7DU/s400/teamo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379585366161735042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uma hora e lugar pra tudo, pra todo mundo&lt;br /&gt;Nós podemos tentar com toda nossa força, mas nada vai acontecer&lt;br /&gt;Nada vai mudar&lt;br /&gt;E se eu pedisse para você não tentar&lt;br /&gt;Você poderia fazer isso&lt;br /&gt;Quero abraçar você e dizer&lt;br /&gt;Nós não podemos jogar isso fora&lt;br /&gt;Diga-me que você não vai, você não vai&lt;br /&gt;Você precisa me ouvir dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo parar de amar você&lt;br /&gt;E não importa o que eu diga ou faça&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que meu sentimento é verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consigo parar de amar você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você pode mudar de amizades, mudar sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Você pode mudar de idéia&lt;br /&gt;Nós podemos mudar coisas que falamos&lt;br /&gt;E fazer a qualquer hora&lt;br /&gt;"Oh" Não, mas eu acho que você encontrará&lt;br /&gt;Quando você olhar pro seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Querida, eu estarei lá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espere!&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou esperando&lt;br /&gt;Querida, venha cá, venha, venha&lt;br /&gt;Eu só quero ouvir você dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo parar de amar você&lt;br /&gt;E não importa o que você diga ou faça&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que meu sentimento é verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consigo parar de amar você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, eu estou tão envolvido&lt;br /&gt;E tudo que eu consigo lembrar&lt;br /&gt;É como nós tentamos&lt;br /&gt;só para não se render&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando isso acabar&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei como vai ser&lt;br /&gt;E o amor verdadeiro nunca morrerá&lt;br /&gt;Não, não vai acabar lentamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo parar de amar você&lt;br /&gt;E não importa o que você diga ou faça&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que meu coração é verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consigo parar de amar você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu sei o que tenho que fazer&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ray*, o que você disse é verdade&lt;br /&gt;Eu não posso parar de amar você&lt;br /&gt;Eu não posso parar de amar você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;By  - Van Halen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-280834899816064056?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/280834899816064056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=280834899816064056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/280834899816064056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/280834899816064056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/09/ha-uma-hora-e-lugar-pra-tudo-pra-todo.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SqggY2T1vYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UGeBhgyX7DU/s72-c/teamo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-3895679437360569794</id><published>2009-09-08T16:47:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:49:21.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sqa1AeYdI1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/lItvwmGdkeU/s1600-h/Pq+eu+te+amo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sqa1AeYdI1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/lItvwmGdkeU/s400/Pq+eu+te+amo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379185824700900178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Um dia frio&lt;br /&gt;Um bom lugar pra ler um livro&lt;br /&gt;E o pensamento lá em você,&lt;br /&gt;Eu sem você não vivo&lt;br /&gt;Um dia triste&lt;br /&gt;Toda fragilidade incide&lt;br /&gt;E o pensamento lá em você,&lt;br /&gt;E tudo me divide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longe da felicidade&lt;br /&gt;E todas as suas luzes&lt;br /&gt;Te desejo como ao ar&lt;br /&gt;Mais que tudo,&lt;br /&gt;És manhã na natureza das flores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo por toda riqueza&lt;br /&gt;Dos sheiks árabes&lt;br /&gt;Não te esquecerei um dia,&lt;br /&gt;Nem um dia&lt;br /&gt;Espero com a força do pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Recriar a luz que me trará você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo nascerá mais belo,&lt;br /&gt;O verde faz do azul com o amarelo&lt;br /&gt;O elo com todas as cores&lt;br /&gt;Pra enfeitar amores gris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nem um dia - By Djavan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sqa1AeYdI1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/lItvwmGdkeU/s72-c/Pq+eu+te+amo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-4518949402700538910</id><published>2009-09-04T18:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T18:20:56.422-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SqGEYb0ldbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZOye3XeF2B8/s1600-h/refexao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SqGEYb0ldbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZOye3XeF2B8/s400/refexao.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377724985377125810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;[...] vá, como se não precisasse voltar.&lt;br /&gt;Acorde, como se nunca mais você fosse dormir de novo,&lt;br /&gt;Faça à próxima viajem, como se fosse à última.&lt;br /&gt;Vista-se , como se não existisse espelho.&lt;br /&gt;Proponha, como se não existissem recusas.&lt;br /&gt;Brinque, como se não tivesse crescido.&lt;br /&gt;Levante, como se não tivesse caído.&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhe, como se não houvesse medo.&lt;br /&gt;Ouça, como se não existisse o certo ou errado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fale como se não existisse o certo ou errado.&lt;br /&gt;Aprecie, como se fosse eterno.&lt;br /&gt;Viva, como se não houvesse o fim.&lt;br /&gt;Prefira ser em vez de ter. sentir em vez de fingir.&lt;br /&gt;Andar em vez de parar. ver em vez de esconder.&lt;br /&gt;Abrir em vez de fechar …&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã, apaixone-se…&lt;br /&gt;Porque o dia seguinte é o dia mais importante da sua vida,&lt;br /&gt;é no dia seguinte que sabemos se o dia de ontem valeu a pena,&lt;br /&gt;é no dia seguinte que acordamos para a realidade,&lt;br /&gt;ou, dormimos no sonho, a vida da gente começa no dia seguinte,&lt;br /&gt;e só existe uma maneira de viver: apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso dance, dance como se ninguém estivesse vendo você.&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhe, como se não precisasse de dinheiro…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corra, como se não houvesse a chegada.&lt;br /&gt;Ame, como se nunca tivesse sido magoado antes.&lt;br /&gt;Acredite, como se não houvesse frustrações.&lt;br /&gt;Grite, como se ninguém estivesse ouvindo.&lt;br /&gt;Beije, como se fosse eterno.&lt;br /&gt;Sorria, como se não existissem lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Abrace, como se fossem todos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Durma, como se não houvesse o amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;Crie como se não existisse crítica…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonar-se é o exercício de jardinagem:&lt;br /&gt;Arranque o que faz mal, prepare o terreno,&lt;br /&gt;Semeie, seja paciente, espere, regue e cuide,&lt;br /&gt;e assim terá o jardim. mas esteja preparado…&lt;br /&gt;Porque haverá pragas, seivas ou excesso de chuvas..&lt;br /&gt;Se desistir, não terá o jardim,terá o desamparo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paixão não se vê, não se guarda, não se prende,&lt;br /&gt;Não se controla, não se compra, não se vende, não se fabrica,&lt;br /&gt;a paixão é a diferença entre o sucesso e o fracasso,&lt;br /&gt;entre a dúvida e a certeza, entre aqueles que&lt;br /&gt;gostam do que fazem, daqueles que fazem o que gostam,&lt;br /&gt;apaixonados não esperam, agem…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a paixão é o que faz coisas iguais serem diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;lembre-se que a arca de Noé foi construída por apaixonados,&lt;br /&gt;que nada conheciam de navegação e embarcação,&lt;br /&gt;e o Titanic foi feito por engenheiros e profissionais fabulosos,&lt;br /&gt;que queriam mostrar o seu poder; amanhã quando acordar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;analise se o dia de 'hoje' valeu a pena. E apaixone-se.&lt;br /&gt;porque em 24hrs você vai entrar no dia mais importante da sua vida: o dia seguinte!&lt;br /&gt;E você? É. Você mesmo! Tá esperando o que para ser feliz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Desconheço autoria....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-4518949402700538910?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/4518949402700538910/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=4518949402700538910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4518949402700538910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4518949402700538910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SqGEYb0ldbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZOye3XeF2B8/s72-c/refexao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-7795788840506080237</id><published>2009-09-02T18:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:08:10.913-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sp7eGdP-TcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KDHoF-o1flM/s1600-h/diariodeumapaixao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sp7eGdP-TcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KDHoF-o1flM/s400/diariodeumapaixao.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376979207639158210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(88, 77, 64);  line-height: 16px; font-family:Tahoma;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“A razão porque dói tanto separarmo-nos é porque as nossas almas estão ligadas. Talvez sempre tenham estado e sempre o fiquem.Talvez tenhamos vivido milhares de vidas antes destas,e em cada uma nos tenhamos reencontrado.E talvez que em cada uma tenhamos sido separados pelos mesmos motivos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Isto significa que esta despedida é,ao mesmo tempo,um adeus pelos últimos 10.000 anos e um prelúdio ao que virá. quando olho para ti vejo a tua beleza e graça,e sei que cresceram mais fortes em cada vida que viveste. E sei que gastei todas as vidas antes desta à tua procura.Não de alguém como tu,mas de ti porque a tua alma e a minha tem que andar sempre juntas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E assim,por uma razão que nenhum de nós entende,fomos obrigados a dizer adeus um ao outro. Adoraria dizer-te que tudo correrá bem para nós,e prometo fazer tudo o que poder para garantir que assim será.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mas se nunca nos voltarmos a encontrar e se isto for verdadeiramente um adeus,sei que nos veremos ainda noutra vida.Iremos encontrar-nos de novo,e talvez as estrelas tenham mudado,e nós não apenas nos amemos nesse tempo,mas por todos os tempos que tivemos antes. (…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Volta.Olha-me mais uma vez, dá-me só mais um abraço, beija-me por um segundo que seja. Sorri-me em toda a nossa cumplicidade, mostra-me de novo esse paraíso no teu olhar. Enfeitiça-me ainda com esse perfume só teu, queima-me com os arrepios do teu toque. Faz-me rir, faz-me chorar, faz-me querer partir e não ir. Agarra-me, só para me largares no instante seguinte. Ri-te, chora - mas ri-te e chora comigo. Traz-me de novo sonhos pintados no céu, dá-me só mais uma vez a lua daquela noite, regressa para um único amanhecer apenas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Odeia-me, ama-me; permite-me amar-te, odiar-te, sentir todo um turbilhão demente de emoções. Ignora-me, ouve-me, desaparece e chama-me. Traz-me essa tua voz tímida só mais uma vez. Esquece-me, não me ames… mas volta. Volta.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;–By Nicholas Sparks em&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Diário de uma paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;p.s: Um filme super apaixonante e lindo vale a pena para quem assistir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Será que isso td pode ser real? ou só em filme acontece? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fica dúvida!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:130%;color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-7795788840506080237?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/7795788840506080237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=7795788840506080237&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7795788840506080237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/7795788840506080237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/09/razao-porque-doi-tanto-separarmo-nos-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sp7eGdP-TcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KDHoF-o1flM/s72-c/diariodeumapaixao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-9191749050133770927</id><published>2009-08-31T23:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T04:03:42.839-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpzHK9MnzhI/AAAAAAAAADw/0VEwjWqZwwI/s1600-h/coracionnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpzHK9MnzhI/AAAAAAAAADw/0VEwjWqZwwI/s400/coracionnn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376391046213651986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Não Viva em Vão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida sem amor&lt;br /&gt;É uma vida sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;Estarei Feliz aonde for&lt;br /&gt;Se você estiver comigo&lt;br /&gt;A vida então já me derrubou&lt;br /&gt;A vida já me deu abrigo&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vida já me situou&lt;br /&gt;Que a solidão não faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se viver requer coragem&lt;br /&gt;Então, Viva para ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;E não viva em vão&lt;br /&gt;Se viver requer coragem&lt;br /&gt;Então, Viva para ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;E não viva em vão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida sem amor&lt;br /&gt;É uma vida sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;Estarei Feliz aonde for&lt;br /&gt;Se você estiver comigo&lt;br /&gt;A vida então já me derrubou&lt;br /&gt;A vida já me deu abrigo&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vida já me situou&lt;br /&gt;Que a solidão não faz sentido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se viver requer coragem então&lt;br /&gt;Viva para ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;E não viva em vão&lt;br /&gt;Se viver requer coragem então&lt;br /&gt;Viva para ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;E não viva em vão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-9191749050133770927?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/9191749050133770927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=9191749050133770927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/9191749050133770927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/9191749050133770927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-viva-em-vao-uma-vida-sem-amor-e-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpzHK9MnzhI/AAAAAAAAADw/0VEwjWqZwwI/s72-c/coracionnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-1598379737006728252</id><published>2009-08-31T03:13:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:32:45.327-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sptt3bq4QdI/AAAAAAAAADo/efdnfE13JDs/s1600-h/metades"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 361px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sptt3bq4QdI/AAAAAAAAADo/efdnfE13JDs/s400/metades" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376011379284656594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;div id="cabecalho" class="cor_2" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 160px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 140px; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 20px; "&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 17.5pt; font-weight: 400; text-transform: none; letter-spacing: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; line-height: 26px; "&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que a força do medo que tenho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Não me impeça de ver o que anseio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que a morte de tudo em que acredito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Não me tape os ouvidos e a boca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Porque metade de mim é o que eu grito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mas a outra metade é silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que a música que ouço ao longe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Seja linda ainda que tristeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que a mulher que eu amo seja pra sempre amada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mesmo que distante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Porque metade de mim é partida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mas a outra metade é saudade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que as palavras que eu falo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Não sejam ouvidas como prece e nem repetidas com fervor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Apenas respeitadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como a única coisa que resta a um homem inundado de sentimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Porque metade de mim é o que ouço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mas a outra metade é o que calo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que essa minha vontade de ir embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Se transforme na calma e na paz que eu mereço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que essa tensão que me corrói por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Seja um dia recompensada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Porque metade de mim é o que eu penso mas a outra metade é um vulcão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que o medo da solidão se afaste, e que o convívio comigo mesmo se torne ao menos suportável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que o espelho reflita em meu rosto um doce sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que eu me lembro ter dado na infância&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Por que metade de mim é a lembrança do que fui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A outra metade eu não sei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que não seja preciso mais do que uma simples alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pra me fazer aquietar o espírito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E que o teu silêncio me fale cada vez mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Porque metade de mim é abrigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mas a outra metade é cansaço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Que a arte nos aponte uma resposta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mesmo que ela não saiba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E que ninguém a tente complicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Porque é preciso simplicidade pra fazê-la florescer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Porque metade de mim é platéia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E a outra metade é canção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E que a minha loucura seja perdoada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Porque metade de mim é amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E a outra metade também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 id="identificador_musica"  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;By Oswaldo Montenegro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main_cnt" style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; margin-left: 140px; position: relative; width: 683px; "&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"  style="padding-right: 200px;  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-1598379737006728252?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/1598379737006728252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=1598379737006728252&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1598379737006728252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1598379737006728252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/08/que-forca-do-medo-que-tenho-nao-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/Sptt3bq4QdI/AAAAAAAAADo/efdnfE13JDs/s72-c/metades' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-554058840311529454</id><published>2009-08-28T21:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:15:13.151-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SphzA0f5A4I/AAAAAAAAADg/Bp6weXLFk48/s1600-h/verdadeiro.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SphzA0f5A4I/AAAAAAAAADg/Bp6weXLFk48/s400/verdadeiro.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375172613196284802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pra falar verdade, às vezes minto&lt;br /&gt;Tentando ser metade do inteiro que eu sinto&lt;br /&gt;Pra dizer às vezes que às vezes não digo&lt;br /&gt;Sou capaz de fazer da minha briga meu abrigo&lt;br /&gt;"Tanto faz" não satisfaz o que preciso&lt;br /&gt;Além do mais quem busca nunca é indeciso&lt;br /&gt;Eu busquei quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Você pra mim mostrou&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não sou sozinha nesse mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuida de mim enquanto não me esqueço de você&lt;br /&gt;Cuida de mim enquanto finjo que sou quem eu queria ser.&lt;br /&gt;Cuida de mim enquanto não me esqueço de você&lt;br /&gt;Cuida de mim enquanto finjo... Enquanto fujo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta as penas que eu mesmo sinto de mim&lt;br /&gt;Junto todas, crio asas, viro querubim&lt;br /&gt;Sou da cor do tom, sabor e som que quiser ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Sou calor, clarão e escuridão que te faz dormir&lt;br /&gt;Quero mais, quero a paz que me prometeu&lt;br /&gt;Volto atrás se voltar atrás assim como eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busquei quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Você pra mim mostrou&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não estou sozinho nesse mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuida de mim enquanto não me esqueço de você&lt;br /&gt;Cuida de mim enquanto finjo que sou quem eu queria ser.&lt;br /&gt;Cuida de mim enquanto não me esqueço de você&lt;br /&gt;Cuida de mim enquanto finjo... Enquanto fujo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;By O Teatro Mágico &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-554058840311529454?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/554058840311529454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=554058840311529454&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/554058840311529454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/554058840311529454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/08/pra-falar-verdade-as-vezes-minto.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SphzA0f5A4I/AAAAAAAAADg/Bp6weXLFk48/s72-c/verdadeiro.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-4962184527550499547</id><published>2009-08-27T21:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:41:54.753-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpcnytUNhHI/AAAAAAAAACo/gYMndU8VcPg/s1600-h/te+mamo_areia_praia_1321243214124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpcnytUNhHI/AAAAAAAAACo/gYMndU8VcPg/s400/te+mamo_areia_praia_1321243214124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374808432401286258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;FELICIDADE REALISTA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A princípio bastaria ter saúde, dinheiro e amor, o que já é um pacote louvável, mas nossos desejos são ainda mais complexos.&lt;br /&gt;Não basta que a gente esteja sem febre: queremos, além de saúde, ser magérrimos, sarados, irresistíveis. Dinheiro? Não basta termos para pagar o aluguel, a comida e o cinema: queremos a piscina olímpica e uma temporada num spa cinco estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;E quanto ao amor? Ah, o amor... não basta termos alguém com quem podemos conversar, dividir uma pizza e fazer sexo de vez em quando. Isso é pensar pequeno: queremos AMOR, todinho maiúsculo.&lt;br /&gt;Queremos estar visceralmente apaixonados, queremos ser surpreendidos por declarações e presentes inesperados, queremos jantar a luz de velas de segunda a domingo, queremos sexo selvagem e diário, queremos ser felizes assim e não de outro jeito. É o que dá ver tanta televisão.&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente esquecemos detentar ser felizes de uma forma mais realista. Ter um parceiro constante pode ou não, ser sinônimo de felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Você pode ser feliz solteiro, feliz com uns romances ocasionais, feliz com um parceiro, feliz sem nenhum. Não existe amor minúsculo, principalmente quando se trata de amor-próprio.&lt;br /&gt;Dinheiro é uma benção. Quem tem, precisa aproveitá-lo, gastá-lo, usufruí-lo. Não perder tempo juntando, juntando, juntando. Apenas o suficiente para se sentir seguro, mas não aprisionado.&lt;br /&gt;E se a gente tem pouco, é com este pouco que vai tentar segurar a onda, buscando coisas que saiam de graça, como um pouco de humor, um pouco de fé e um pouco de criatividade.&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliz de uma forma realista é fazer o possível e aceitar o improvável. Fazer exercícios sem almejar passarelas, trabalhar sem almejar o estrelato, amar sem almejar o eterno.&lt;br /&gt;Olhe para o relógio: hora de acordar É importante pensar-se ao extremo, buscar lá dentro o que nos mobiliza, instiga e conduz, mas sem exigir-se desumanamente.&lt;br /&gt;A vida não é um jogo onde só quem testa seus limites é que leva o prêmio. Não sejamos vítimas ingênuas desta tal competitividade. Se a meta está alta demais, reduza-a.&lt;br /&gt;Se você não está de acordo com as regras, demita-se. Invente seu próprio jogo. Faça o que for necessário para ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não se esqueça que a felicidade é um sentimento simples, você pode encontrá-la e deixá-la ir embora por não perceber sua simplicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Ela transmite paz e não sentimentos fortes, que nos atormenta e provoca inquietude no nosso coração. Isso pode ser alegria, paixão, entusiasmo, mas não felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;By Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&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/1644398333710077662-4962184527550499547?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/4962184527550499547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=4962184527550499547&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4962184527550499547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4962184527550499547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/08/felicidade-realista-principio-bastaria.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpcnytUNhHI/AAAAAAAAACo/gYMndU8VcPg/s72-c/te+mamo_areia_praia_1321243214124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-316725341447277633</id><published>2009-08-26T13:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:52:05.477-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpWSGrNA0OI/AAAAAAAAACg/bFhiKYVEn4A/s1600-h/bjovidro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpWSGrNA0OI/AAAAAAAAACg/bFhiKYVEn4A/s400/bjovidro.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374362373710729442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"Alma gémea de minha'lma...&lt;br /&gt;flor de luz de minha vida....&lt;br /&gt;Sublime estrela caída...&lt;br /&gt;das belezas da amplidão&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu errava no mundo...&lt;br /&gt;triste e só, no meu caminho,&lt;br /&gt;Chegaste, devagarinho,&lt;br /&gt;E encheste-me o coração....&lt;br /&gt;Vinhas na bênção das flores&lt;br /&gt;Da divina claridade,&lt;br /&gt;Tecer-me a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Em sorrisos de esplendor!!!&lt;br /&gt;És meu tesouro infinito,&lt;br /&gt;Juro-te eterna aliança,&lt;br /&gt;Porque sou tua esperança,&lt;br /&gt;Como és todo meu amor!&lt;br /&gt;Alma gémea de minha'lma,&lt;br /&gt;Se eu te perder algum dia...&lt;br /&gt;Serei tua escura agonia,&lt;br /&gt;Da saudade nos seus véus...&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia me abandonares,&lt;br /&gt;Luz terna dos meus amores,&lt;br /&gt;Hei de esperar-te, entre as flores&lt;br /&gt;Da claridade dos céus."&lt;br /&gt;-- Emmanuel (psicografado por Chico Xavier)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1644398333710077662-316725341447277633?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/316725341447277633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=316725341447277633&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/316725341447277633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/316725341447277633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/08/alma-gemea-de-minhalma.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpWSGrNA0OI/AAAAAAAAACg/bFhiKYVEn4A/s72-c/bjovidro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-4561749517146921517</id><published>2009-08-24T18:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:05:07.874-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpMOaC2eYAI/AAAAAAAAABo/hbORpbaeBjM/s1600-h/coracebo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpMOaC2eYAI/AAAAAAAAABo/hbORpbaeBjM/s400/coracebo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373654620987875330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 1.2em; font-style: italic; clear: both; font: normal normal normal 20px/normal Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 1.2em; font-style: italic; clear: both; font: normal normal normal 20px/normal Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 1.2em; font-style: italic; clear: both; font: normal normal normal 20px/normal Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Certezas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Não quero alguém que morra de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lendo.org/certezas/#" onclick="hwClick0953248(1229586858);return false;" onmouseover="hw0953248(event, this, '1229586858'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" onmouseout="hideMaybe('HOTWordsTitle'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " oncontextmenu="return false;" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: underline; outline-style: none !important; outline-width: initial !important; outline-color: initial !important; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; por mim… Só preciso de alguém que viva por mim, que queira estar junto de mim, me abraçando. Não exijo que esse alguém me ame como eu o amo, quero apenas que me ame, não me importando com que intensidade. Não tenho a pretensão de que todas as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lendo.org/certezas/#" onclick="hwClick4953248(1229586858);return false;" onmouseover="hw4953248(event, this, '1229586858'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" onmouseout="hideMaybe('HOTWordsTitle'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " oncontextmenu="return false;" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: underline; outline-style: none !important; outline-width: initial !important; outline-color: initial !important; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;pessoas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; que gosto, gostem de mim… Nem que eu faça a falta que elas me fazem, o importante pra mim é saber que eu, em algum momento, fui insubstituível… E que esse momento será inesquecível.. Só quero que meu sentimento seja valorizado. Quero sempre poder ter um sorriso estampando em meu rosto, mesmo quando a situação não for muito alegre… E que esse meu sorriso consiga transmitir paz para os que estiverem ao meu redor. Quero poder fechar meus olhos e imaginar alguém… e poder ter a absoluta certeza de que esse alguém também pensa em mim quando fecha os olhos, que faço falta quando não estou por perto. Queria ter a certeza de que apesar de minhas renúncias e loucuras, alguém me valoriza pelo que sou, não pelo que tenho… Que me veja como um ser humano completo, que abusa demais dos bons sentimentos que a vida lhe proporciona, que dê valor ao que realmente importa, que é meu sentimento… e não brinque com ele. E que esse alguém me peça para que eu nunca mude, para que eu nunca cresça, para que eu seja sempre eu mesmo. Não quero brigar com o mundo, mas se um dia isso acontecer, quero ter forças suficientes para mostrar a ele que o amor existe… Que ele é superior ao ódio e ao rancor, e que não existe vitória sem humildade e paz. Quero poder acreditar que mesmo se hoje eu fracassar, amanhã será outro dia, e se eu não desistir dos meus sonhos e propósitos, talvez obterei êxito e serei plenamente feliz. Que eu nunca deixe minha esperança ser abalada por palavras pessimistas… Que a esperança nunca me pareça um “não” que a gente teima em maquiá-lo de verde e entendê-lo como “sim”. Quero poder ter a liberdade de dizer o que sinto a uma pessoa, de poder dizer a alguém o quanto ele é especial e importante pra mim, sem ter de me preocupar com terceiros… Sem correr o risco de ferir uma ou mais pessoas com esse sentimento. Quero, um dia, poder dizer às pessoas que nada foi em vão… Que o amor existe, que vale a pena se doar às amizades e às pessoas, que a vida é bela sim, e que eu sempre dei o melhor de mim… e que valeu a pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;By Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-4561749517146921517?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/4561749517146921517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=4561749517146921517&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4561749517146921517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4561749517146921517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/08/certezas-nao-quero-alguem-que-morra-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SpMOaC2eYAI/AAAAAAAAABo/hbORpbaeBjM/s72-c/coracebo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-6393886715444158947</id><published>2009-08-21T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:43:04.843-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/So8itASs-bI/AAAAAAAAABg/fuPB1nDI_G4/s1600-h/beijo-amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/So8itASs-bI/AAAAAAAAABg/fuPB1nDI_G4/s400/beijo-amor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372551037044193714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Eu poderia ficar acordado só para ouvir você respirar&lt;br /&gt;Ver o seu rosto sorrindo enquanto você dorme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto você está longe e sonhando&lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia passar minha vida inteira nessa doce entrega&lt;br /&gt;Eu poderia me perder neste momento para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Todo momento que eu passo com você&lt;br /&gt;É um momento precioso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero fechar meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Não quero pegar no sono&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu sentiria a sua falta, baby&lt;br /&gt;E eu não quero perder nada&lt;br /&gt;Porque mesmo quando eu sonho com você&lt;br /&gt;O sonho mais doce nunca vai ser suficiente&lt;br /&gt;E eu ainda sentiria a sua falta, baby&lt;br /&gt;E eu não quero perder nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deitado perto de você, sentindo o seu coração bater&lt;br /&gt;E imaginando o que você está sonhando&lt;br /&gt;Imaginando se sou eu quem você está vendo&lt;br /&gt;Então eu beijo seus olhos e agradeço a Deus por estarmos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Eu só quero ficar com você&lt;br /&gt;Neste momento para sempre, para todo o sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero perder um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Não quero perder um beijo&lt;br /&gt;Bom, eu só quero ficar com você&lt;br /&gt;Aqui com você, apenas assim&lt;br /&gt;Eu só quero te abraçar forte&lt;br /&gt;Sentir seu coração perto do meu&lt;br /&gt;E ficar aqui neste momento&lt;br /&gt;Por todo o resto dos tempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;By aerosmith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S:  te amo !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-6393886715444158947?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/6393886715444158947/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=6393886715444158947&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6393886715444158947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/6393886715444158947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-poderia-ficar-acordado-so-para-ouvir.html' title=''/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/So8itASs-bI/AAAAAAAAABg/fuPB1nDI_G4/s72-c/beijo-amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-4932569055180486622</id><published>2009-08-20T15:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T15:10:18.143-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/So2RbVGyxBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BQrFnh-_SiA/s1600-h/importante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/So2RbVGyxBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BQrFnh-_SiA/s400/importante.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372109829231002642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Não me dêem fórmulas certas, por que eu não espero acertar sempre. Não me mostrem o que esperam de mim, por que vou seguir meu coração. Não me façam ser quem não sou. Não me convidem a ser igual, por que sinceramente sou diferente. Não sei amar pela metade. Não sei viver de mentira. Não sei voar de pés no chão. Sou sempre eu mesma, mas com certeza não serei a mesma pra sempre"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Clarice Lispector&lt;/b&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/1644398333710077662-4932569055180486622?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/4932569055180486622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=4932569055180486622&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4932569055180486622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/4932569055180486622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/So2RbVGyxBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BQrFnh-_SiA/s72-c/importante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-6906541587587696416</id><published>2009-08-19T20:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:38:09.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoyMqJ_q0dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uPHYesOa3fM/s1600-h/lindo!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoyMqJ_q0dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uPHYesOa3fM/s400/lindo!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371823111411519954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:6;color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:6;color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Estive pensando, como pode?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode uma pessoa em tão pouco tempo se tornar dona dos primeiros e últimos pensamentos do dia da outra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode uma pessoa em tão pouco tempo amar outra da forma mais linda que existe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo uma pessoa desejar o seu futuro todo ao lado de alguém que não se conviveu tanto para saber se é a pessoa certa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo saber que a pessoa certa é esta que esta ao seu lado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo esquecer um amor de tanto tempo por causa de uma pessoa que aparece do nada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo todas as músicas mais bonitas te lembrarem uma só pessoa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo descobrir que ciúmes é sim normal quando se gosta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo descobrir que pessoas mudam e que você também pode mudar de idéias porque alguém te ensinou diferente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo você parar todos os dias para olhar a lua e sorrir ao lembrar-se de alguém? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo estar disposto a fazer qualquer coisa por uma pessoa mesmo que ela não peça nada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo uma pessoa tornar-se uma das mais importantes na vida de outra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo uma pessoa fazer a outra perder o sono pelo fato de querer dizer a ela tudo o que sente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo amar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo não te amar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo saber que o tempo não existe quando você esta ali com a pessoa amada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo descobrir algo em alguém que se passou a vida inteira sendo uma coisa tão inalcançável? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo ver tudo o que você sempre procurou bem na sua frente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo descobrir que a vida é mais colorida em certas companhias? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo perceber que existe uma só pessoa que pode te acalmar com um abraço?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo descobrir que os opostos NÃO se atraem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo você mesmo se achar um louco por sentir determinadas coisas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo você querer se tornar melhor para  não perder nada do que a outra pessoa possa te oferecer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo você se sentir tocando estrelas, pisando em nuvens pelo simples fato de ler palavras bonitas em um cartão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo você querer outra pessoa como se fosse à única coisa importante da face da terra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo alguém te fazer tremer só com um toque?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo alguém mexer tanto com seu corpo e com sua alma de uma forma desconhecida para você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo desejar tanto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo querer todo tempo do mundo com aquela pessoa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo a pessoa mostrar que te conhece tanto ao ponto de você achar que é pegadinha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo alguém tão indiferente aos seus olhos se tornar essencial?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo alguém suprir o que te falta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo se apaixonar perdidamente por outra pessoa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo perceber que uma pessoa pode mudar sua vida pelo fato dela existir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo estar feliz ao ponto de não pensar no tempo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo a SUA música virar NOSSA música?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo querer mais do que nunca viver para poder estar com outra pessoa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo o cheiro de outra pessoa viver na sua memória, tão intenso, que você pode sentir de olhos fechados sem a presença dela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo querer ver a mesma pessoa todos os dias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo o incerto virar certo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo você querer mostrar as coisas mais bonitas da vida para alguém só para ver um sorriso dessa pessoa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo você amar tanto que não consegue nem imaginar a dor de perder essa pessoa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eu realmente não sei mais perai... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Existe tempo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Existe explicação para amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eu acho que não...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A única coisa que eu tenho certeza é que amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;By Pequena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-6906541587587696416?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' 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style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;É A CHUVA QUE CAI LÁ DE CIMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;SÃO ESTRELAS QUE NÃO PERDEM O BRILHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;É O PERFUME ETERNO DE UMA ROSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;MISTÉRIO DA VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;SÃO VENTO QUE TRAZEM SENTIDOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;TALVEZ AMORES NÃO VIVIDOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;O ORVALHO DAS MANHÃS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;A BRISA DO MAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;INEXPLICÁVEL COMO O DESTINO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;TÃO SINCERO QUANTO OQUE SINTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span 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type='text'>Parabéns pra mim.....pq eu mereço!!! rs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoozsCUtIQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/u7Q-i9I6mkc/s1600-h/aniversario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoozsCUtIQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/u7Q-i9I6mkc/s400/aniversario.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371162337223713026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hoje, meu aniversário, nada fora do comum.....dia sozinha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; com namorado.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pela primeira vez na vida, no meu aniversário , pensei em tudo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;oq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; desejo  para minha vida desse dia  em diante......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Percebi que tenho esperado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; coisas que julgo erradas...e enfim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Agora ....aguardo mudanças....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nada muito especial para falar no momento......estou pensando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; para colocar em palavras....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quero agradecer a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;toooodos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; que lembraram desse dia....e que me ligaram, que me escreveram , que pensaram em mim.....obrigada de coração....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amor, você foi parte fundamental para meu dia ter ficado assim....gostoso.....com mais vida.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Te amo muito...mesmo....até eu acho absurda a forma como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;vc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; me conquistou em tão pouco tempo...mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;hj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;??? ferre-se o mundo.....quero sentir isso da forma mais pura e intensa  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;possível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bjos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644398333710077662-5372983860148338541?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoozsCUtIQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/u7Q-i9I6mkc/s72-c/aniversario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-3141266974139691693</id><published>2009-08-14T10:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:29:53.880-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A IMPONTUALIDADE DO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoV016omy9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/xIFUAeaac3g/s1600-h/amor+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoV016omy9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/xIFUAeaac3g/s400/amor+.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369826600330644434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você está sozinho. Você e a torcida do Flamengo. Em frente a tevê, devora dois pacotes de Doritos enquanto espera o telefone tocar. Bem que podia ser hoje, bem que podia ser agora, um amor novinho em folha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trimmm! É sua mãe, quem mais poderia ser? Amor nenhum faz chamadas por telepatia. Amor não atende com hora marcada. Ele pode chegar antes do esperado e encontrar você numa fase galinha, sem disposição para relacionamentos sérios. Ele passa batido e você nem aí. Ou pode chegar tarde demais e encontrar você desiludido da vida, desconfiado, cheio de olheiras. O amor dá meia-volta, volver. Por que o amor nunca chega na hora certa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, por exemplo, que você está de banho tomado e camisa jeans. Agora que você está empregado, lavou o carro e está com grana para um cinema. Agora que você pintou o apartamento, ganhou um porta-retrato e começou a gostar de jazz. Agora que você está com o coração às moscas e morrendo de frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor aparece quando menos se espera e de onde menos se imagina. Você passa uma festa inteira hipnotizado por alguém que nem lhe enxerga, e mal repara em outro alguém que só tem olhos pra você. Ou então fica arrasado porque não foi pra praia no final de semana. Toda a sua turma está lá, azarando-se uns aos outros. Sentindo-se um ET perdido na cidade grande, você busca refúgio numa locadora de vídeo, sem prever que ali mesmo, na locadora, irá encontrar a pessoa que dará sentido a sua vida. O amor é que nem tesourinha de unhas, nunca está onde a gente pensa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O jeito é direcionar o radar para norte, sul, leste e oeste. Seu amor pode estar no corredor de um supermercado, pode estar impaciente na fila de um banco, pode estar pechinchando numa livraria, pode estar cantarolando sozinho dentro de um carro. Pode estar aqui mesmo, no computador, dando o maior mole. O amor está em todos os lugares, você que não procura direito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira lição está dada: o amor é onipresente. Agora a segunda: mas é imprevisível. Jamais espere ouvir "eu te amo" num jantar à luz de velas, no dia dos namorados. Ou receber flores logo após a primeira transa. O amor odeia clichês. Você vai ouvir "eu te amo" numa terça-feira, às quatro da tarde, depois de uma discussão, e as flores vão chegar no dia que você tirar carteira de motorista, depois de aprovado no teste de baliza. Idealizar é sofrer. Amar é surpreender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Texto colocado somente porque foi exatamente assim que tudo aconteceu.....rs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Te amo amor......(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pequena ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/1644398333710077662-3141266974139691693?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/3141266974139691693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=3141266974139691693&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3141266974139691693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/3141266974139691693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/08/impontualidade-do-amor.html' title='A IMPONTUALIDADE DO AMOR'/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoV016omy9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/xIFUAeaac3g/s72-c/amor+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644398333710077662.post-1698677775188624932</id><published>2009-08-14T02:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:38:06.584-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeiro Post....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoT4MMcvB9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ujun4lRYjpk/s1600-h/amor.jpg_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoT4MMcvB9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ujun4lRYjpk/s400/amor.jpg_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369689544116340690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pensar em você...&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento lindo...&lt;br /&gt;desejo profundo...&lt;br /&gt;Arrepio na pele...&lt;br /&gt;...imaginação longe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em você...&lt;br /&gt;...é sentir felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;É sentir que posso ser feliz...&lt;br /&gt;posso ser amada...&lt;br /&gt;...ser desejada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em você...&lt;br /&gt;dá um medo enorme...&lt;br /&gt;ao mesmo tempo uma coragem...&lt;br /&gt;uma vontade de sentir você...&lt;br /&gt;tocar em você...&lt;br /&gt;beijar você.&lt;br /&gt;...ter você...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em você...&lt;br /&gt;É uma loucura...&lt;br /&gt;Que me excita...&lt;br /&gt;Que me alucina...&lt;br /&gt;...que me enlouquece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em você anjo...&lt;br /&gt;É um sonho lindo...&lt;br /&gt;...que não quero acordar...&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em você é tudo que quero...&lt;br /&gt;...tudo que posso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E você pensa em mim?&lt;br /&gt;Pensa com carinho, com saudade, com desejo?&lt;br /&gt;O que sente, quando pensa em mim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Pensar em você&lt;br /&gt;...é tudo isso...&lt;br /&gt;Desabafos&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas&lt;br /&gt;Meiguice..&lt;br /&gt;Dengo.&lt;br /&gt;Ternura...&lt;br /&gt;Carinho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em você é paixão...&lt;br /&gt;Que só faz bem ao meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em você...&lt;br /&gt;É dar vida...&lt;br /&gt;A minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EU TE AMO!&lt;/b&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/1644398333710077662-1698677775188624932?l=blogdabrull.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/feeds/1698677775188624932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644398333710077662&amp;postID=1698677775188624932&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1698677775188624932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644398333710077662/posts/default/1698677775188624932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdabrull.blogspot.com/2009/08/teste.html' title='Primeiro Post....'/><author><name>Bruna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vTZZ3PJOGpE/SoT4MMcvB9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ujun4lRYjpk/s72-c/amor.jpg_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
