<?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-21321995</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:22:57.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Soul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21321995.post-114365114976497146</id><published>2007-01-26T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:18:07.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/fadanalua.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/fadanalua.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PEOPLE COME INTO YOUR LIFE FOR A REASON&lt;br /&gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.&lt;br /&gt;They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/3coracoes.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They may seem like a godsend and they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are there for the reason you need them to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they die.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/3coracoes.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes they walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.&lt;br /&gt;The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/3coracoes.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people come into your life for a SEASON, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.&lt;br /&gt;They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They may teach you something you have never done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Believe it, it is real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But only for a season. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/3coracoes.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.&lt;br /&gt;Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/rosadoradatitilandoanam21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/gatotapete.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Text sent by my friend Margareth"&lt;/em&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/21321995-114365114976497146?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114365114976497146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114365114976497146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114365114976497146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114365114976497146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2007/01/people-come-into-your-life-for-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114192947465530270</id><published>2006-12-13T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T19:24:51.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/ASAS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/ASAS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Por muitas vezes achamos que nossa vida,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nao corre como desejamos e culpamos o destino. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Va-se la saber porque?). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Esquecemo-nos que a vida e tudo aquilo que nos fazemos dela.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Podemos escolher o que semear, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mas somos obrigados a colher o que plantamos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Porque a vida e, e sempre sera aquilo que nos a tornamos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beijinhos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114192947465530270?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114192947465530270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114192947465530270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114192947465530270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114192947465530270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/por-muitas-vezes-achamos-que-nossa.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115318242106222335</id><published>2006-12-01T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T17:40:47.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.23.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.23.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/anjosedemonios.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/anjosedemonios.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo o teu caminho livre, sem rastros, sem marcas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para que possa buscar a felicidade que outrora &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao consegui lhe dar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As marcas de carinho e ternura ficaram &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gravadas em minh'alma, indeléveis, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;principalmente o doce sabor de seu lábio &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e o esplendor de seus olhos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As feridas do amor nao correspondido se cicatrizarao, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deixando somente vestígios externos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que na verdade internamente nunca se fecharam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Siga teu caminho, nao se importe comigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encontre a sua metade, razao de viver e de ser,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viva intensamente a paixao, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saboreando o doce do mel que é o amor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Despeço-me de ti com lágrimas nos olhos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas principalmente no coraçao... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1589/2939/400/226291/%2521cid_FF064702-AC15-4A2F-ABE0-8C05CE911FC8_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/014.4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115318242106222335?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115318242106222335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115318242106222335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115318242106222335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115318242106222335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/12/deixo-o-teu-caminho-livre-sem-rastros.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-116384175340663894</id><published>2006-11-18T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:41:22.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/lu%20270.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/lu%20270.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/belacor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Why Should I Care"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was there something more I could have done?&lt;br /&gt;Or was I not meant to be the one?&lt;br /&gt;Where's the life I thought we would share?&lt;br /&gt;And should I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will someone else get more of you?&lt;br /&gt;Will she go to sleep more sure of you?&lt;br /&gt;Will she wake up knowing you're still there?&lt;br /&gt;And why should I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always one to turn and walk away&lt;br /&gt;And one who just wants to stay&lt;br /&gt;But who said that love is always fair?&lt;br /&gt;And why should I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I leave you alone here in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;Holding my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;While a promise still hangs in the air&lt;br /&gt;Why should I care? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="35" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/lu%20767.gif" width="37" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-116384175340663894?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116384175340663894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=116384175340663894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/116384175340663894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/116384175340663894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-should-i-care-was-there-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114261529845608791</id><published>2006-11-14T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:40:05.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/kekko&amp;vc.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/mulhersentada1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor que sinto por voce e algo tao grande que e capaz de contagiar o universo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas ao mesmo tempo e tao pequeno que cabe inteiro so no meu coracao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A palavra Amor, tem muitas definicoes e no entanto nenhuma explicacao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Podemos passar uma vida a procura de razoes e de porques que a unica coisa que vamos descobrir e exactamente aquilo que se sente: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um conjunto de emocoes que nos deixam completamente perdidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barrinha.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/postarmana.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E perdida ando, vagueando pelos sentidos que tu despertas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Encontrando em cada emocao minha razao de ser, em cada sentimento, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mais uma vontade de viver... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viver e sentir... e amar!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ja nao procuro respostas, nem sequer coloco as perguntas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apenas sinto... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E em cada pensamento que me leva junto de ti, me descubro e de novo me perco... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barrinha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/moonfada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A palavra Amor ganha e perde o sentido... Transforma-se a cada instante... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E ternura, carinho...e desejo, paixao... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pode nascer de um sorriso, crescer numa caricia e encontrar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a sua essencia numa entrega total. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ao descobri-lo, perdi minha alma. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fiquei prisioneira em tua pele, no teu cheiro e viciada na docura de teu beijo, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;no sabor de teus labios...&lt;br /&gt;E assim, descubro que o Amor, tem muitas definicoes mas um unico sentir... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barrinha.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/sol.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/sol.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Como e dificil expor o sentimento mais bonito e mais puro que existe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Como e dificil falar de ti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cada segundo de ti esta gravado em minha alma, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cada sorriso, cada lagrima, cada gesto teu esta marcado na minha memoria... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vives em mim. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Teria tanto o que escrever, tanto que lembrar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poderia encher folhas de ti e do que e para mim. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poderia comecar pelo meu desejo de te ter, de tua entrada em minha vida e&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;de como a preenches e da sentido.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tantos momentos vividos juntos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tanta partilha, brigas, presentes e mimos e amor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Muito amor que so a gente sabe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barrinha.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/PENSAMENTO_83-vi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114261529845608791?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114261529845608791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114261529845608791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114261529845608791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114261529845608791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-amor-que-sinto-por-voce-e-algo-tao.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114222591410144624</id><published>2006-11-13T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:28:50.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/parfymeogroser.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/2249.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A arte de calar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O silęncio é um momento vivificante de graça, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em que a criatura se cala, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas o espirito fala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar sobre sua propria pessoa, e humildade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar sobre os defeitos dos outros, e caridade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar quando a gente esta sofrendo, e heroismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar diante do sofrimento alheio, e covardia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar diante da injustiça, e fraqueza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar quando o outro esta falando, e delicadeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar quando o outro espera uma palavra, e omissao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar e nao falar palavras inuteis, e penitęncia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar quando nao ha necessidade de falar, e prudęncia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar quando Deus nos fala ao coraçao, e silęncio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Calar diante do mistério que nao entendemos, e sabedoria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114222591410144624?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114222591410144624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114222591410144624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114222591410144624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114222591410144624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/arte-de-calaro-silncio-um-momento.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114973873662111793</id><published>2006-11-12T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T00:44:09.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.23.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.23.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/593927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="294" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/593927.jpg" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanha,&lt;br /&gt;Sera diferente o meu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Sera mais triste,&lt;br /&gt;Ja nao terei a mesma esperanca em te ver.&lt;br /&gt;Ao fechar os olhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto um enorme vazio que invade a minha alma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto-me cansada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amanha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O dia será mais cinzento...&lt;br /&gt;Ainda agora a saudade me visitou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com as suas recordaçoes ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ainda agora me lembrei do teu rosto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O meu coraçao tem chorado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desde que te viu sorrir... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pela ultima vez&lt;br /&gt;Ontem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu procurava nao precisar de palavras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para vc entender os meus pensamentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ainda ontem o meu maior desejo era ver-te...&lt;br /&gt;Amanha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O meu desejo será nao te encontrar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Irei procurar te esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Amanha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao  mais  serei  eu... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/59cb550a.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114973873662111793?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114973873662111793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114973873662111793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114973873662111793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114973873662111793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/amanha-sera-diferente-o-meu-olhar-sera.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114712878412258919</id><published>2006-11-11T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T09:38:32.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.17.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.17.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/1127494295812kkHMtxt01vJfdf2LxfAp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/1127494295812kkHMtxt01vJfdf2LxfAp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ha momentos em que o desejo nos atordoa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;momentos em que a distancia nao existe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sao os momentos em que nos reencontramos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;em que os nossos corpos se tocam e se amam, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;desesperadamente&lt;br /&gt;nesses momentos as nossas bocas sao uma so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;as nossas maos vagueiam na pele do outro &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;o nosso abraco e apertado e reconfortante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;os nossos corpos entregam-se com loucura.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="296" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/05.gif" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114712878412258919?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114712878412258919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114712878412258919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114712878412258919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/barraanima.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="311" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/doi.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida dói... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dói perder, dói saudade, chorar dói, dói dizer adeus, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mas o que dói mesmo é arrependimento, ah! se ele matasse...&lt;br /&gt;Dói saber que nao se pode voltar no tempo, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que nao dá para "ajeitar" o que nao tem jeito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dói ficar parado, dói nao poder andar mais rápido, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nao poder avançar no tempo e ver se as coisas vao melhorar, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dói nao saber, nao saber o que fazer para a vida avançar..&lt;br /&gt;Dói tristeza, dói sorrisos que nao sao bem vindos,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dói sorrisos desviados, dói nao chorar, dói viver sem amar,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dói a angústia de esperar, dói nao esperar... esperar nada... de ninguém... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nem uma resposta... nem boa... nem ruim... sem resposta, nem ninguém para esperar&lt;br /&gt;Dói o medo, dói escuro, dói luz, dói multidao, dói solidao, dói barulho, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dói silencio...silencio...silencio...&lt;br /&gt;Dói voltar, voltar para casa, para o passado, para o que já estava a tempos guardado, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dói lembrar.... de voce Baby&lt;br /&gt;Dói palavras, dói quando nao ditas, dói quando sao ditas!&lt;br /&gt;Amar dói!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dói nao ser amado, dói nao ter com quem contar, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dói voltar no tempo e perceber que a vida nao saiu do lugar! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes pensamos que a vida é fácil, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cada vez mais percebemos o quanto ela é difícil. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Os que muito já viveram podem nos dizer o quanto ela é dura, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e na maioria das vezes ela nos parece frágil. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A vida é assim, o que nos parece escuro um dia, no outro é luz!&lt;br /&gt;Nao faça da dor de hoje, uma tragédia amanha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dores passam e voltam, mas o tempo só passa!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nao deixe que a mágoa, a tristeza, o sofrimento de hoje preencham seu dia amanha!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/deww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115031100091515855?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115031100091515855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115031100091515855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115031100091515855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115031100091515855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/vida-di.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114283228043646293</id><published>2006-11-01T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:33:59.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/umlugar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/umlugar.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Agora, mais que nunca,&lt;br /&gt;E insacivel a minha vontade&lt;br /&gt;De estar sempre junto de voce&lt;br /&gt;Senti-lo, toca-lo...&lt;br /&gt;Eu nao sei explicar.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez,&lt;br /&gt;antes eu ainda houvesse sonhado,&lt;br /&gt;Porque isso e inexplicavel,&lt;br /&gt;Como me faz sentir leve,&lt;br /&gt;Livre das coisas enfadonhas&lt;br /&gt;Que me fazem triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vc me faz esquecer que existo&lt;br /&gt;Compreendo neste agora,&lt;br /&gt;Que a sua presenca ao meu lado,&lt;br /&gt;me transporta para um lugar distante,&lt;br /&gt;Lindo, quase irreal,&lt;br /&gt;Onde nao existe odio,&lt;br /&gt;Separacao, sofrimento, desilusao...&lt;br /&gt;Um lugar onde me esqueco de tudo. &lt;div align="center"&gt;Um lugar so nosso...&lt;br /&gt;Onde nao sou triste.&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade,&lt;br /&gt;La, alem de mim e voce,&lt;br /&gt;So existe o doce dialogo do silencio,&lt;br /&gt;Onde a felicidade e a paz&lt;br /&gt;Se fazem tao intensas,&lt;br /&gt;Que superam a necessidade da fala.&lt;br /&gt;E porque conheco a essencia do meu silencio,&lt;br /&gt;Ouco no teu, o mesmo sentimento:&lt;br /&gt;O amor, que nao exigindo ser explicado,&lt;br /&gt;Se estabelece no nao-dito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss You Baby!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="287" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/dragaorosaquel.png" width="177" border="0" /&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/21321995-114283228043646293?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114283228043646293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114283228043646293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114283228043646293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114283228043646293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/agora-mais-que-nunca-e-insacivel-minha.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115030551564125964</id><published>2006-10-30T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T20:01:03.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.13.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/@nova.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/%40nova.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Penso que e outra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outra alma, outro alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perdidamente solta na entrega das palavras, e dos sentidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No calor quente da voz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No beijo doce e perpétuo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pergunto-me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se sentirás...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando a minha mente vagueia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por este trilho desconhecido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por este caminho incerto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dessa nossa loucura louca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E divinalmente incerta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentes???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentes quando te beijo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentes quando te toco?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentes quando te quero??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentes quando os teus lábios ofuscam as minhas palavras?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E o teu olhar... me beija!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;És tu... presente em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre em pensamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sou eu contigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nas águas calmas do amanha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em que hoje navegamos!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="255" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/4.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115030551564125964?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115030551564125964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115030551564125964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115030551564125964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115030551564125964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/penso-que-e-outra.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114136670852503529</id><published>2006-10-21T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:57:48.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/lajosFilep1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perco-me no pecado de te amar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pecado cruel, insano, mas tao deliciosamente tentador... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deixando-me cair em pecado, entrego-me no calor da tua pele, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;implorando-te que nao me negues a paixao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e que me envolvas gentilmente num abraco forte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Preciso partilhar os meus sentidos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;convidando-te a desfrutar cada um deles, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;delicada e apaixonadamente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cruzamos olhares que incendeiam os nossos corpos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e deixamo-nos levar pelo desejo de pecar compulsivamente... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entregando as nossas vontades ao fruto do nosso amor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o nosso pecado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em cada toque, em cada sabor, em cada gemido, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tao cumplices, esquecemos que o pecado existe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e amo-mo-nos ate a exaustao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Querendo acreditar, que por nos amar-mos, tanto... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um dia, teremos perdao...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/media058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114136670852503529?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114136670852503529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114136670852503529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114136670852503529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114136670852503529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/perco-me-no-pecado-de-te-amar.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114404518093059627</id><published>2006-10-19T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T10:49:33.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="233" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/amor01.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love Takes Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had it all, but I let it slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Couldn't see I treated you wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I wander around, feeling down and cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trying to believe that you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love takes time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To heal when you're hurting so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Couldn't see that I was blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't escape the pain inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cuz love takes time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna be here alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Losing my mind from this hollow in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Suddenly I'm so incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lord I'm needing you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tell me how to stop the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tears are falling down endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love takes time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To heal when you're hurting so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Couldn't see that I was blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To let you goI can't escape the pain inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cuz love takes time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna be here, alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You might say that it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You might say that you don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You might say you don't miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You don't need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I know that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I feel that you do inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love takes time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To heal when you're hurting so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Couldn't see that I,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was so blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't escape the pain inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cuz love takes time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I don't wanna be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't wanna be there, alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/kksilv.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seduces me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://celinedion.letrasdemusicas.com.br/artista.php?id=6871"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Celine Dion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything you''ll be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Touches the current of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So deep in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every sigh in the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every tear that you cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seduces me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And all that I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And you that I'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Means nothing at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you can't be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your most innocent kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or you sweetest caress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seduces me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't care about tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've given up on yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here and now is all that matters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right here with you is where I'll stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything in this world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every voice in the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every little thing of beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Comes shining thru in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And all that is you becomes part of me too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause all you do seduces me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And if I should die tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd go dowm with a smile on my face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I thank God I've ever known you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I fall down on my knees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For all the love we've made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every sigh in the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every tear that you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seduces me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seduces me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And all that you do .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seduces me&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/x1pnprgmi5o53hhwbsuq2vm1ljyq6f.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/qw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tua pele, Teu cheiro, Teu gosto, Teu beijo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teu toque, Tua voz ...&lt;br /&gt;Paixao que nao se explica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nao se entende &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nao se escolhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apenas se sente&lt;br /&gt;E como e bom sentir isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como e bom perder os sentidos, fazer loucuras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como e bom querer-te, me perder em ti&lt;br /&gt;Paixao que enlouquece, mas machuca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que me faz tremer, mas me angustia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que me deixa saudades, me faz sofrer&lt;br /&gt;E quando isso tudo acabar pra sempre de ti vou lembrar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;De uma forma agradavel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com tantas lembrancas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Que vivemos intensamente ate o fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nao se consegue apagar um passado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;onde nele se viveu o apice da felicidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e ainda mais, quando temos a certeza, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;que estes momentos foram unicos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e nao se repetirao jamais, com outro alguem..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/bjuprata.1.jpg" border="0" /&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/21321995-114404518093059627?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114404518093059627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114404518093059627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114404518093059627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114404518093059627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-takes-time-i-had-it-all-but-i-let.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113968091800739902</id><published>2006-10-10T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T10:42:08.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/oamorfabi.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/oamorfabi.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como Entender?&lt;br /&gt;Como entender, se o que mais quero é me esquecer de vocę... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas como te esquecer se todas as noites eu rezo pedindo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pra Deus te proteger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como esquecer o teu sorriso, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se peço todas as noites aos céus para que ele nao saia de seu rosto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como me esquecer de vocę, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se até quando eu quero te esquecer eu fico me lembrando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como entender, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que o amor é mais do que possamos ser, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é mais do que possamos viver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um dia me encantei por seu sorriso, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como conseguir esquecę-lo entao... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E tao breve meu esquecimento, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que é mais facil me esquecer que estou viva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do que me esquecer que vocę existe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como entender, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que quanto mais desejo tirar vocę da minha vida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mais eu consigo te amar. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/amortit.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113968091800739902?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113968091800739902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113968091800739902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113968091800739902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113968091800739902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/como-entender-como-entender-se-o-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114023940945988964</id><published>2006-10-08T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:35:42.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/animation15iv.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/animation15iv.gif" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero Voce!!&lt;br /&gt;Tenho voce em meu pensamento mesmo sem te olhar te vejo.&lt;br /&gt;Sem te tocar, te sinto.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te ter ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;E te fazer sentir o extâse de ser amado.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te dar todo o meu afeto.&lt;br /&gt;Amar teu corpo, tua voz e seus sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;Nao consigo mais controlar o desejo de estar contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Quero olhar os teus olhos com ternura,&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhar na imensidao do seu ser&lt;br /&gt;E te dar todo o meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;E em teus braços me perder.&lt;br /&gt;Quero traçar um caminho&lt;br /&gt;Que me leve ate vocę&lt;br /&gt;E no momento em que eu te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;Quero este amor eternizar.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/014.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114023940945988964?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114023940945988964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114023940945988964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114023940945988964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114023940945988964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/quero-voce-tenho-voce-em-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114447139530373211</id><published>2006-10-06T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T11:04:02.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.26.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.26.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/sd.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/sd.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eu te peco perdao por te amar tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embora o meu amor seja uma velha cancao nos teus ouvidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Das horas que passei a sombra dos teus gestos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bebendo em tua boca o perfume dos sorrisos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Das noites que vivi acalentando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pela graca indizivel dos teus passos eternamente fugindo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trago a docura dos que aceitam melancolicamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E posso te dizer que o grande afeto que te deixo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao traz o exaspero das lagrimas nem a fascinacao das promessas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nem as misteriosas palavras dos veus da alma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E um sossego, um transbordamento de caricias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E so te pede que te repouses quieto, muito quieto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E deixes que as maos calidas da noite encontrem sem fatalidade o olhar extatico da aurora.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/x1pxzz39wvde57evaputrpfdmnwlsd.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/assinatura.png" border="0" /&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/21321995-114447139530373211?l=mysoul2006.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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21321995.post-114024006829626630</id><published>2006-10-04T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T11:05:30.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.44.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.44.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/ahobeijo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/ahobeijo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EU PERTENCO A VOCE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assim como as ondas pertencem ao mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E as estrelas pertencem ao céu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu pertenço a vocę&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assim como os passaros nas arvores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cantam a sua doce melodia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E as flores no jardim transmitem a sua infinita ternura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu gostaria de falar todas as linguas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apenas para poder expressar em cada uma delas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O quanto eu te amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assim como o poeta se encontra na poesia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E se perde na dor, eu me encontro nos seus braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E me perco no seu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isto é tudo que eu quero dizer pelo resto da minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E o que mais eu posso dizer alem do que eu ja disse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu quero ser o ar que vocę respira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E o sol que aquece o seu dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assim como o arco-iris pertence a chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E o sol pertence a lua,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu pertenço a voce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114024006829626630?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114024006829626630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114024006829626630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114024006829626630'/><link rel='self' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Senhor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No silęncio deste dia que amanhece venho pedir a paz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a sabedoria... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a força... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero olhar hoje o mundo com os olhos cheios de amor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ser paciente. compreensivo, manso e prudente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ver as pessoas além das aparęncias como&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu as vęs... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114171244322304201?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114171244322304201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114171244322304201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114171244322304201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114171244322304201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/senhor.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113908522871078908</id><published>2006-09-30T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T10:51:23.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.24.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.24.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="284" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/fadanalua.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somente a verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje gostaria de abraçar alguém que esta longe&lt;br /&gt;Superar as barreiras.&lt;br /&gt;Que sem perceber&lt;br /&gt;A vida criou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentar mudar o rumo do que acontece agora.&lt;br /&gt;Tentar novamente dizer as palavras certas&lt;br /&gt;Onde o acaso mudou&lt;br /&gt;Tornando-as incertas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentar entender o que passa em sua cabeça&lt;br /&gt;Compreender o que me falas, mesmo que seja absurdo!&lt;br /&gt;E dizer verdades com toda clareza&lt;br /&gt;Mostrar o que o meu coraçao realmente sente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falar das lagrimas que deixo cair na minha face&lt;br /&gt;Mudar todo sentimento ruim deste presente&lt;br /&gt;Mudar o passado e mostrar novamente toda a verdade&lt;br /&gt;E assim quem sabe, mudar a distancia que entre nos restou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.69.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/tagestoudevolta.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113908522871078908?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113908522871078908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113908522871078908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113908522871078908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113908522871078908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="335" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/400/tulipastop.jpg" width="381" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/400/ghyui.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115639923230271557?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115639923230271557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115639923230271557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.24.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/lagrima.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/lagrima.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lágrima é um pingo de&lt;br /&gt;mágoa que sai derretida,&lt;br /&gt;que nasce na alma e brota no olhar.&lt;br /&gt;É o olhar cheinho de lágrimas atrevidas&lt;br /&gt;nao tem outro feito,&lt;br /&gt;senao transbordar.&lt;br /&gt;E ela vai rolando assim de mansinho.&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro é um pingo bem redondinho,&lt;br /&gt;depois se espalha no rosto,&lt;br /&gt;levando a tristeza&lt;br /&gt;e tirando o desgosto! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115668846057077150?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115668846057077150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115668846057077150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115668846057077150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115668846057077150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/lgrima-um-pingo-de-mgoa-que-sai.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voce me acolhe em seus bracos&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Com a fome de um Leao&lt;br /&gt;Sustenta minha fantasia&lt;br /&gt;Me entrego aos seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;Doce&lt;br /&gt;Suave&lt;br /&gt;Corro pela primeira vez&lt;br /&gt;Aberta para sua sede&lt;br /&gt;Satisfeita com sua alegria&lt;br /&gt;Felina em todos os gestos&lt;br /&gt;Invadindo sua solidao&lt;br /&gt;Sem pedir nenhuma licenca&lt;br /&gt;Atravesso sua poesia&lt;br /&gt;E ando a espreita de sua pele&lt;br /&gt;Pelada na minha&lt;br /&gt;Adivinhando o proximo momento&lt;br /&gt;Que estarei na sua rede&lt;br /&gt;Sintonizada entre a dor e o desejo&lt;br /&gt;De comer esse Leao&lt;br /&gt;Entre o gozo e a esperanca&lt;br /&gt;De uma eterna paixao &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/cartoon008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.16.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113821447577296338?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113821447577296338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113821447577296338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113821447577296338'/><link 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.29.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://docesbalancos.blogs.sapo.pt" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img247.imageshack.us/img247/5443/3vq3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Estou muito feliz, por ter ficado em terceiro lugar&lt;br /&gt;Beijinhos pra todos e ate o proximo concurso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/frt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=36477567&amp;nopanel=true&amp;ver=060721" quality="high" width="320" height="240" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/lu%20974.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/cccc.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saudade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: E quando o momento tenta fugir da&lt;br /&gt;lembranca para acontecer de novo e nao consegue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lembranca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: e quando, mesmo sem autorizacao,&lt;br /&gt;seu pensamento reapresenta um capitulo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angustia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: e um no muito apertado bem no meio do sossego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preocupacao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: e uma cola que nao deixa o que ainda&lt;br /&gt;nao aconteceu sair de seu pensamento. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Indecisao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: e quando voce sabe muito bem o que quer,&lt;br /&gt;mas acha que devia querer outra coisa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: e quando a ideia cansa de procurar e para. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Intuicao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: e quando seu coracao da um pulinho no&lt;br /&gt;Futuro e volta rĂĄpido. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pressentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: e quando passa em voce o trailer de um&lt;br /&gt;Filme que pode ser que nem exista. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vergonha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: e um pano preto que voce quer pra se&lt;br /&gt;Cobrir naquela hora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ansiedade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: e quando sempre faltam muitos minutos&lt;br /&gt;Para o que quer que seja acontecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Interesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: e um ponto de exclamacao ou de interrogacao no final do sentimento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentimento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: e a lingua que o coracao usa quando&lt;br /&gt;Precisa mandar algum recado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Raiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: e quando o cachorro que mora em voce mostra&lt;br /&gt;os dentes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tristeza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: e uma mao gigante que aperta seu coracao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: e um agora que nao tem pressa nenhuma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amizade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: e quando voce nao faz questao de voce&lt;br /&gt;E se empresta pros outros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Culpa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: e quando voce cisma que podia ter feito&lt;br /&gt;Diferente, mas geralmente, nao podia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lucidez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: e um acesso de loucura ao contrario. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Razao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: e quando o cuidado aproveita que a&lt;br /&gt;emocao esta dormindo e assume o mandato. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vontade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: e um desejo que cisma que voce e a casa dele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Paixao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: e quando apesar da palavra "perigo" o&lt;br /&gt;Desejo chega e entra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: e uma dorzinha la dentro do coracao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114378879408237021?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114378879408237021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114378879408237021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114378879408237021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114378879408237021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/saudade-e-quando-o-momento-tenta-fugir.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115571040999002069</id><published>2006-08-16T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:42:45.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.28.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.28.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/vrouwmooi_bruin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/vrouwmooi_bruin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Morro a cada dia um pouco ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem ouvir sua voz ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber de voce ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem poder te querer ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por amar só voce ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por tentar apenas viver ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fazer existir ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela ausencia do amor ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela força da dor ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tanta saudade ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tanto ciúme ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tanto desejo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me diga o que fazer ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/angeliku3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115571040999002069?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115571040999002069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115571040999002069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115571040999002069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115571040999002069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/morro-cada-dia-um-pouco.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115560956351203332</id><published>2006-08-14T22:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:53:22.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.27.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.27.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/anjo_fatal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/anjo_fatal.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One Last Cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marina Elali &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My shattered dreams and broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Are mending on the shelf &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw you holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Standing close to someone else&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit all alone&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all my feeling was gone&lt;br /&gt;I gave my best to you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing for me to do&lt;br /&gt;But have one last cry&lt;br /&gt;One last cry&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave it all behind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've gotta put you out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;this time&lt;br /&gt;Stop living a lie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I'm down to my last cry&lt;br /&gt;I was here you were there&lt;br /&gt;Guess we never could agree&lt;br /&gt;While the sun shines on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need some love to rain on me&lt;br /&gt;Still I sit all alone&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all my feeling was gone&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get over you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing for me to do&lt;br /&gt;But have one last cry&lt;br /&gt;One last cry&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave it all behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've gotta put you out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;this time&lt;br /&gt;Stop living a lie I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I've gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;Because around me life goes on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;But have one last cry&lt;br /&gt;One last cry&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave it all behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I've gotta put you out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;for the very last time&lt;br /&gt;Been living a lie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I'm down I guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I'm down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my last cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/FIM1.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115560956351203332?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115560956351203332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115560956351203332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115560956351203332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115560956351203332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-last-crymarina-elali-my-shattered.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114404212826886945</id><published>2006-08-12T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:42:09.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/DDMidsummerCard.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/DDMidsummerCard.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Quantas vezes andei te procurando &lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao sei, nao contei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao percebi que te procurava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te queria sem saber, e te amava sem querer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te sinto meu, te quero meu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao sei se paixao, se amor, se amigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sei que mais do que tudo, te quero comigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero te ver feliz em meus bracos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ver teus olhos me encontrando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tua boca me beijando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me misturar com teu sonho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentir teu suspiro ao meu toque,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beijar o teu corpo e ouvir teus gemidos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assim te quero, menino, perdido... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te quero e te chamo, e sem chances,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simplesmente te abraco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E deixo minha mao na tua, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque ja te encontrei,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque voce sempre fez parte de mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E por um querer do destino,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nossa uniao teve seu tempo certo para acontecer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E sei quem e voce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce sabe de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E deste momento em diante nosso caminho se funde,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo sem saber ao certo por onde andaremos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas com uma certeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nosso caminho e direto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nosso futuro e concreto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nosso destino, a felicidade! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu Nego.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/deb11141868221.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&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/21321995-114404212826886945?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114404212826886945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114404212826886945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114404212826886945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114404212826886945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/quantas-vezes-andei-te-procurando-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114989835225155165</id><published>2006-08-08T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:13:18.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2695/3138/1600/Barra.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2695/3138/320/Barra.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2695/3138/320/mulherrochedo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivia numa constante de busca, distraí-me com coisas sem sentido,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;procurava nos outros o que na realidade nao havia encontrado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Entao tu apareces-te de mansinho, abris-te as portas do meu coraçao &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e tomas-te conta de todo o meu ser.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Que sentimento é este? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Consome meus dias, pensamentos e até minha respiraçao. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Qualquer contado é motivo de palpitaçoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Perdi totalmente a razao e tudo o que eu quero neste momento é estar ao teu lado,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sentir o teu cheiro, o toque de tuas maos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Será impossível? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Acho que nao, pois quando duas almas se desejam nao há nada, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nem ninguém que impeça o ato sublime do amor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;És tudo o que eu desejo....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Meus dias já nao sao os mesmos, nem serao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tu me fazes completa, mulher, desejada, amada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e me envolves com teus carinhos, mesmo que a distância.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Posso sentir teu cheiro, tua presença e tua voz me faz estremecer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Agora quero resumir meus sentimentos em simples palavras......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"EU TE AMO" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e sempre te amarei..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pra sempre viverei com este lindo sentimento dentro de mim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2695/3138/320/kksilv.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Desculpa o sumico pessoal, parece que abandonei o &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;meu blog, mas e que estou trabalhando pra caramba, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;estou me mudando no final do mes, e preciso trabalhar o &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;maximo que posso, dai vou pegar uma semana de folga.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Prometo visitar o pessoal que ainda nao visitei &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;assim que puder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beijinhos doce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4809/2307/320/pensamento150.png" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4809/2307/320/sougrato_celia.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114989835225155165?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21321995.post-114500188552160244</id><published>2006-08-04T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T21:25:04.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/unseenl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/My%20Pictures%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saudade de seu toque&lt;br /&gt;suave e gostoso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de seus beijos molhados&lt;br /&gt;querendo saber meu sabor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de voce&lt;br /&gt;que tao definido ficou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade do abraco apertado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de voce ...baby&lt;br /&gt;que entrou na minha vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/val19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.24.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/despedida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114500188552160244?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114500188552160244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114500188552160244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114500188552160244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114500188552160244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/saudade-de-seu-toque-suave-e-gostoso.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114283416353082458</id><published>2006-08-03T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T01:34:48.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/tequero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/tequero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te quero tao lindo, tao leve, tao solto ...&lt;br /&gt;Olhar perdido ao meu encontro.&lt;br /&gt;Quero tuas maos, num bailado desordenado pelo meu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Te quero mansinho, tao puro ingenuo menino ...&lt;br /&gt;Te quero agora e sempre&lt;br /&gt;Murmurando palavras angelicais e infernais&lt;br /&gt;Te quero entrando e saindo, procurando abrigo e consolo&lt;br /&gt;Me levando ao delirio&lt;br /&gt;Te quero meu menino , meu homem , meu martirio....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114283416353082458?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114283416353082458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114283416353082458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114283416353082458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114283416353082458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/te-quero-tao-lindo-tao-leve-tao-solto.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114222848817983435</id><published>2006-08-02T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:15:45.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/zaxquel.png" border="0" /&gt;Missing You Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk to you but it's not the same as touchin' you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And every time you whisper my name ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna run to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll be together, it won't be long, it won't be long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it feels like forever and it's hard to be strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, 'cause I'm missing you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's drivin' me crazy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I'm needin' you, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm missing you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait till I'm alone with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To show you how I'm missing you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wishin' you were here by my side is all that I can do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got my arms around my pillow at night, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They should be holdin' you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought I was stronger, how could I know, how could I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't take this much longer, it's so hard on my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, 'cause I'm missing you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's drivin' me crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've gotta feelin' you, babyI'm missing you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't know what I'm gonna do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To show the way I'm missing you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, I just can't wait, till I see your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chase away this loneliness inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you're close to my heart, right here in my arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then and only then will I be satisfied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missing you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, we'll be together, it won't be long, it won't be long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it feels like forever and it's hard to be strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, 'cause I'm missing you now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's drivin' me crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I'm needin' you, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait till I'm alone with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To show you how I'm missing you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missing you ,missing you Baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should be holdin' you, kissin' youI'm missing you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't know what I'm gonna do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To show the way I'm missing you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missing you, missing you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's drivin' me crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I'm needin' you, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm missing you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/image119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114222848817983435?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114222848817983435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114222848817983435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114222848817983435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114222848817983435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/missing-you-now-i-talk-to-you-but-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113789789235630060</id><published>2006-07-31T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:29:39.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/amandoumamulher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/amandoumamulher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; O destino une e separa as pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas nenhuma forca e tao grande, para fazer esquecer pessoas, que por algum motivo um dia nos fizeram felizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="261" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Animation481.gif" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" Saudade e a certeza de ter vivido e sentido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o que algum dia, em algum lugar, nos marcou ... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113789789235630060?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113789789235630060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113789789235630060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113789789235630060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113789789235630060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/o-destino-une-e-separa-as-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115423298156393578</id><published>2006-07-30T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:50:43.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.26.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.26.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/157331.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/157331.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Existem várias dores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Machucar....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bater...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morrer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas a saudade - e a dor maior!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E, mais dolorida ainda ,é a saudade de quem se ama!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da pele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do cheiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do beijo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da presença.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da ausencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando o amor acaba, pra quem fica amando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sobra a saudade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saudade de nao saber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De nao saber o que ocorre com quem se ama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saudade de nao saber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao saber o que se fazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com os dias longos que sobram!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É enterrar o pensamento em coisas ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saudade é chorar ou sorrir numa musica...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saudade é o silencio da ausencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É nao saber...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É querer saber....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saudade......é o sempre doer!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saudades dos nossos momentos, Baby!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115423298156393578?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115423298156393578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115423298156393578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115423298156393578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115423298156393578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/existem-vrias-dores.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115173870025384091</id><published>2006-07-29T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:49:54.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/0000zapc.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/0000zapc.0.jpg" width="358" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fico imaginado teus olhos, tua boca, tua pele.&lt;br /&gt;Vc nao percebe, mas quando estavamos perto um do outro, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mesmo sem nos tocarmos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muitas coisas acontecem dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Queria te sentir bem juntinho a mim, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tua pele colada na minha, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;teu beijo no meu corpo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;descobrindo com cuidado e carinho &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cada parte de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Queria sentir mais perto esse teu cheiro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que me enlouquece &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e toma conta de todo meu ser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu corpo estremece ao te ver, ao ouvir a tua voz.&lt;br /&gt;Imagino tuas maos me acariciando &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e tentando encontrar tudo o que nao está a vista de teus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Imagino tua boca na minha, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meus olhos nos teus, e de repente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando tudo se encaixa e estamos no auge de &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nossas emocoes e sensacoes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esquecemos do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Fico a olhar-te de longe, teu corpo maravilhoso, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e imaginando tudo que poderia ser feito se tu assim permitisse.&lt;br /&gt;Tocar cada parte do teu corpo com muito carinho &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como se o tempo fosse tudo para nos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beijar voce, sentir o teu abraco, e escutar as batidas do teu coracao.&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria que tudo fosse eterno e que o mundo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;parasse por algumas horas.&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade queria voltar no tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e te amar, te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muito&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Bomfin_dsemana_Gif79.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115173870025384091?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115173870025384091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115173870025384091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115173870025384091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115173870025384091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/fico-imaginado-teus-olhos-tua-boca-tua.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113814608636806658</id><published>2006-07-27T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T21:37:53.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/faze.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/faze.jpg"&gt;Quero Voce!!&lt;br /&gt;Tenho voce em meu pensamento&lt;br /&gt;mesmo sem te olhar te vejo.&lt;br /&gt;Sem te tocar, te sinto.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te ter ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;e te fazer sentir o extase de ser amado.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te dar todo o meu afeto.&lt;br /&gt;Amar teu corpo, tua voz e seus sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;Nao consigo mais controlar&lt;br /&gt;o desejo de estar contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Quero olhar os teus olhos com ternura,&lt;br /&gt;mergulhar na imensidao do seu ser,&lt;br /&gt;e te dar todo o meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;E em teus bracos me perder.&lt;br /&gt;Quero tracar um caminho&lt;br /&gt;que me leve ate voce.&lt;br /&gt;E no momento em que eu te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;Quero este amor eternizar.&lt;br /&gt;Existe vida sem vc,&lt;br /&gt;embora muito triste a vida continua&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/image4.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.27.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113814608636806658?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113814608636806658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113814608636806658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113814608636806658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113814608636806658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/quero-voce-tenho-voce-em-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114344030433954166</id><published>2006-07-26T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T22:06:30.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/0001z92w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/0001z92w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Escrevo meus momentos&lt;br /&gt;Mostrando meus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo minha historia&lt;br /&gt;Guardada na minha memoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo meus sonhos almejados&lt;br /&gt;E que nunca foram realizados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo amor e paixao&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos meus recolhidos no coracao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo a dor e a saudade&lt;br /&gt;Agora a minha mais pura realidade.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/rosadoradatitilandoanam21.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114344030433954166?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114344030433954166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114344030433954166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114344030433954166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114344030433954166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/escrevo-meus-momentos-mostrando-meus.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114124009026716696</id><published>2006-07-25T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:35:02.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/~FallenGuardianAngelBlank~.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/mensagem02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enquanto me envolves nos teus bracos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beijo teus labios molhados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nossas linguas se confundem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No sabor delicioso do prazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuas maos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Passeiam na minha pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gemidos se misturam no ar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nossos olhares se encontram &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No calor do desejo &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/laser8.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah!!!! Saudade de vc, Baby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114124009026716696?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114124009026716696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114124009026716696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114124009026716696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114124009026716696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/enquanto-me-envolves-nos-teus.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114211590255828225</id><published>2006-07-24T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:25:37.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/stealingthemoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/stealingthemoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/sperddiaolhaSmareis.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seja feliz...&lt;br /&gt;E facil...&lt;br /&gt;Peça ao céu um pouco de silęncio &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e procure conversar com a noite.&lt;br /&gt;Faça de cada ilusao uma promessa, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e pense que, o que passou, passou...&lt;br /&gt;La fora o ar pode estar pesado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas o desejo de seguir, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de lutar, de amar, é maior.&lt;br /&gt;Entao liberte-se dos preconceitos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e saia por ai.&lt;br /&gt;Va passear, ironize essa amargura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e faça dela uma sombra fértil de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Nao sinta receio de nada; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a vida é assim, tudo é um eterno recomeço...&lt;br /&gt;Sempre existe um amanha de saida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que pode ser feito de boas venturas e aventuras.&lt;br /&gt;Olhe-se no espelho e sorria, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e coloque nesse sorriso tudo de bom que vocę tem para dar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as coisas que viu, ouviu, adorou e amou...&lt;br /&gt;Afirme-se em um so pensamento de que seus desejos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sempre serao de alguma maneira realizados;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tudo é natural, tudo de bom parte de dentro de vocę.&lt;br /&gt;E lembre-se que em algum lugar existe alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que lembra de vocę,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sentiu saudades, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as vezes até te amou, e isso é muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;Vibre com a lua, mas contra a tempestade.&lt;br /&gt;Fique feliz por ainda saber sorrir...&lt;br /&gt;Va! Levante a cabeça, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coloque no rosto uma expressao feliz, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tudo vai lhe parecer mais facil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Notou?&lt;br /&gt;Abra a janela e preste atençao nos passaros que voam no céu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;se eles nao estiverem la voando, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ainda assim tem um infinito céu azul e lindo, so para vocę!!&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é paz, naturalidade e franqueza.&lt;br /&gt;Se melancolico, por que esta melancolia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lembre-se de um sonho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de alguém que esta sempre ao seu lado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mesmo estando longe de vocę &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e sinta como é facil ser feliz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114211590255828225?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114211590255828225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114211590255828225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114211590255828225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114211590255828225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/seja-feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114197251642072684</id><published>2006-07-23T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:29:47.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/jokinha.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"AMOR" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queria escrever algo que fizesse nascer lagrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em seus olhos, ou até mesmo brotar um sorriso em seus labios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porém nao tenho perfeicao para tanto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por isso, se a minha presença nao for constante em sua vida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saiba que sua presença sera constante em minha memoria !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114197251642072684?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114197251642072684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114197251642072684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114197251642072684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114197251642072684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/amor-queria-escrever-algo-que-fizesse.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114469302817582353</id><published>2006-07-21T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:55:32.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.18.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.18.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/kct045head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/kct045head.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TUDO NA VIDA, PASSA...&lt;br /&gt;Todas as coisas na vida passam...&lt;br /&gt;Os dias de dificuldades passarao...&lt;br /&gt;Passarao tambem os dias de amargura e solidao...&lt;br /&gt;As dores e as lagrimas passarao.&lt;br /&gt;As frustracoes que nos fazem chorar......um dia passarao.&lt;br /&gt;O medo da perda de um ser querido, passara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ficara as boas lembrancas.&lt;br /&gt;Dias de tristeza...&lt;br /&gt;Dias de felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;Sao licoes necessarias que, na vida, passam, deixando no espirito imortal&lt;br /&gt;as experiencias acumuladas.&lt;br /&gt;Se hoje, para nos, e um desses dias repletos&lt;br /&gt;de dor, paremos um instante.&lt;br /&gt;Elevemos o pensamento ao Alto,&lt;br /&gt;e busquemos a voz suave e amorosa do Pai&lt;br /&gt;a nos dizer carinhosamente:&lt;br /&gt;isso tambem passara...&lt;br /&gt;E guardemos a certeza&lt;br /&gt;pelas proprias dificuldades ja superadas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que nao ha mal nem dor que dure para sempre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Quando o amor enche o coracao, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nao deixa nele lugar para mais nada. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem para o odio, nem para o rancor, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nem para o orgulho." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114469302817582353?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114469302817582353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114469302817582353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114469302817582353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114469302817582353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/tudo-na-vida-passa.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115336894993146772</id><published>2006-07-20T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:16:24.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.24.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.24.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/ji2top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115336894993146772?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115336894993146772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115336894993146772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115336894993146772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115336894993146772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114024037850886655</id><published>2006-07-19T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T10:00:35.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.45.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.45.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/tormento_do_amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt; SONHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gente so se da conta dele depois que acorda, depois que ele acabou... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E fica aquela vontade na gente de sonhar mais um pouquinho...&lt;br /&gt;Existem pessoas que sao um sonho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um sonho pelo qual a gente dormiria a vida inteira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas o destino vem e nos acorda violentamente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nos leva aquele sonho tao bom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Existem pessoas que sao estrelas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doces, luzes que enfeitam e iluminam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as noites escuras de nossas vidas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas vem o amanhecer e nos rouba com toda &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a sua claridade aquela estrela tao linda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="249" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/fadanalua.0.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.98.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114024037850886655?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114024037850886655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114024037850886655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114024037850886655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114024037850886655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/sonho-gente-so-se-da-conta-dele-depois.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114244933532684334</id><published>2006-07-16T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T17:27:35.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/LUBLOGGERMEU.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/anjo5hk.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/sentituaausencia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senti tua ausencia... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E vi a noite no luar mas nao senti inspiracao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Senti tua ausencia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E vi flores orvalhadas desabrochando, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas nao senti fragancias &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Senti tua ausencia... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E vi lindos lagos mas nao senti entusiasmo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Senti tua ausencia... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E vi o horizonte de um amanhecer diante do mar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas nao senti novas razoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Senti tua ausencia, e notei em minha presenca minha ausencia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e nao consegui sentir muita coisa alem de sentir o vazio, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o vazio de tua ausencia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/ROSAserenaBUT.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114244933532684334?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114244933532684334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114244933532684334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114244933532684334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114244933532684334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/senti-tua-ausencia.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114153527668105869</id><published>2006-07-15T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T13:28:26.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ENQUANTO HOUVER AMIZADE&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia deixemos de nos falar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, enquanto houver amizade,&lt;br /&gt;faremos as pazes de novo.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser que um dia o tempo passe.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se a amizade permanecer,&lt;br /&gt;um do outro ha de se lembrar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode ser que um dia nos afastemos.&lt;br /&gt;mas, se formos amigos de verdade,&lt;br /&gt;a amizade nos reaproximara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode ser que um dia nao mais existamos.&lt;br /&gt;mas, se ainda sobrar amizade,&lt;br /&gt;nasceremos de novo, um para o outro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pode ser que um dia tudo acabe.&lt;br /&gt;mas, com a amizade&lt;br /&gt;construiremos tudo novamente,&lt;br /&gt;cada vez de forma diferente,&lt;br /&gt;sendo unico e inesquecivel cada momento&lt;br /&gt;que juntos viveremos e nos&lt;br /&gt;lembraremos pra sempre. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/014.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="268" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/coracao8ae.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114153527668105869?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114153527668105869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114153527668105869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114153527668105869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114153527668105869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/enquanto-houver-amizade-pode-ser-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114097860668288193</id><published>2006-07-12T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:57:22.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.4.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/abraco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/abraco.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abraça-me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E nao me digas nada &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So abraça-me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abraça-me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Como se fosse agora &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A primeira vez &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Como se nao quisesse &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nunca me perder &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abraça-me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Momentos de ternura &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nunca mais. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abraça-me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E nao me digas nada &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nao quero pensar nisto &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mas eu ja sei bem &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Que partiras. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abraça-me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E ao partir &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Deixaras o teu silęncio&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Para eu conversar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A sombra do teu corpo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mas partiras &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E levara contigo o tempo, o melhor de mim &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E ficarei aqui sofrendo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Esse amor sem fim &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E esperarei que voltes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E Voltaras &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barrinha.7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/My%20Pictures%20310.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Pictures%20310.gif" width="214" 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/21321995-114097860668288193?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114097860668288193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114097860668288193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114097860668288193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114097860668288193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/abraa-mee-nao-me-digas-nada-so-abraa.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114092905964397432</id><published>2006-07-11T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T15:58:43.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/sperddiaolhaSmareis.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olha-me nos olhos e diz-me o que ves.&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paixao? Amor? Solidao? Lamento?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olha-me nos olhos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que tenho aqui dentro?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os olhos nao mentem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sao o espelho da alma, dizem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Denunciam a mentira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exibem a verdade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sao o nosso sofrimento; amor; saudade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olha-me nos olhos e diz-me o que ves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acreditas agora que estas dentro de mim?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O olhar nao mente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os Homens, sim ! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/green_eye.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/barrinha.6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barrinha.6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114092905964397432?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114092905964397432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114092905964397432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114092905964397432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114092905964397432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/olha-me-nos-olhos-e-diz-me-o-que-ves.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114092870105002404</id><published>2006-07-10T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:54:12.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/MULHERcoposleite.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/MULHERcoposleite.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/MULHERcoposleite.0.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco um amigo...que me diga sempre a verdade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que nao camufle os meus defeitos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que nao despreze as minhas lagrimas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/flake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Um amigo...cuja presença traga alegria,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cujo silencio transmita paz,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cuja lembranca infunda coragem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/flake.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um amigo...ao qual eu possa dizer: desculpa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma, duas, tres vezes...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/flake.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um amigo...que nao seja nem mestre, nem discipulo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas um companheiro com o qual eu possa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;caminhar rumo ao infinito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em qualquer momento.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/flake.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um amigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que conserve sua intimidade sem esconder o seu pranto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um amigo...que ao amanhecer nao me diga "bom dia",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas me abra o seu coracao com um amavel sorriso!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/flake.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um amigo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que creia na amizade e a viva como&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; uma audaz conquista de liberdade.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/flake.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um amigo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;simples, sincero, natural...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;capaz de chorar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas sobretudo de sorrir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/barrinha.5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barrinha.5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/fairyhearts1_as.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114092870105002404?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114092870105002404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114092870105002404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114092870105002404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114092870105002404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/busco-um-amigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114023859443636935</id><published>2006-07-07T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T11:21:52.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/040106NA35_prv.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.41.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.41.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/1139957705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/1139957705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha momentos onde a tristeza ultrapassa a doce alegria &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que nos acompanha e explodimos em choro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha momentos onde a desistęncia fala mais alto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;porque sentimos apenas um vazio sem perspectivas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;restando apenas a entrega. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha momentos onde o cansaço excede o conforto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e a esperança de estar bem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha momentos onde somos obrigados a dar limites, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quando na realidade gostariamos de seguir livres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; pelos caminhos que escolhemos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha momentos onde falar mais alto parece ser mais importante &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que calarmos na doçura do silęncio e da compreensao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha tantos momentos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha momentos bons também, claro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Onde a alegria, energia, brilho da vida se fazem presentes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas esse é o momento que parei para analisar os que doem, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;peguei esses porque nos ultimos tempos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vocę esteve presente em minha vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deu ombro, colo, ouvidos, falou, se calou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; dividiu forças, dor, chorou comigo.&lt;br /&gt;E agora, esse é o momento que, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quero agradecer todo carinho e a dedicaçao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; que tem demonstrado comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Vocę foi e tem sido muito importante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obrigado por fazer parte de minha vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/dot3qt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.95.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Que surpresa maravilhosa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TOP 5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Adoreeeeeeeeeeeei&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Obrigado Cristiny, vc e demais.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E a todos vc que me visitaram, assim que tiver um &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tempinho prometo que visitarei todos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beijos pra todos e + uma vez&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Obrigaduuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114023859443636935?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114023859443636935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114023859443636935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114023859443636935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114023859443636935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/ha-momentos-onde-tristeza-ultrapassa.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114049767055220012</id><published>2006-07-05T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T20:49:00.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.50.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.50.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Picture%20112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Talvez nao saibas que o vento traz o teu perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;E as nuvens a tua imagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Vem assim ao de leve sem marcar hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;A sombra que me enaltece e existe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;E meu amor talvez nao saibas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Que vem no vento o teu sentido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Mas talvez nao saibas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Que todos os dias ele passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Talvez nao compreendas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Mas o teu amor vem no vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Como palavras de um beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Que passam no meu rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Talvez nao saibas que ele existe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Quem sabe se tu sabes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Mas talvez nao saibas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/coeur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/bjos086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.99.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114049767055220012?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114049767055220012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114049767055220012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114049767055220012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114049767055220012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/talvez-nao-saibas-que-o-vento-traz-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115186050393938984</id><published>2006-07-02T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T10:17:13.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.22.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.22.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/pa0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sol está dormindo em sil?ncio&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez em um século&lt;br /&gt;Oceanos melancólicos, calmos e vermelhos&lt;br /&gt;Carinhos ardentes enterrados&lt;br /&gt;Pelos meus sonhos eu mantenho minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Pelos desejos eu observo minha noite&lt;br /&gt;A verdade no fim dos tempos&lt;br /&gt;Perdendo fé faz um crime&lt;br /&gt;Eu desejo para essa noite&lt;br /&gt;Que dure por uma vida inteira&lt;br /&gt;A escurid?o em volta de mim&lt;br /&gt;Praia de um oceano solar&lt;br /&gt;Oh como eu quero ir para baixo com o sol&lt;br /&gt;Dormindo&lt;br /&gt;Chorando&lt;br /&gt;Com voc?&lt;br /&gt;Sofrimento tem um coraç?o humano&lt;br /&gt;Do meu Deus irá se despedir&lt;br /&gt;Eu velejaria antes de mil luas&lt;br /&gt;Nunca achando para onde ir... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115186050393938984?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115186050393938984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115186050393938984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115186050393938984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115186050393938984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/eclipse-o-sol-est-dormindo-em-silncio.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115177912317606784</id><published>2006-07-01T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T10:16:25.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Firefly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tristeza, pânico, obsessao...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lágrimas deslizando pela a pele descuidada e queimada do sol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lágrimas que jorram... ,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Águas límpidas e verdadeiras&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sonhos esquecidos, acabados&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lágrimas sem sons para nao desvendarmos seus mistérios &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lágrima, pura lágrima...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gosto salgado lembrando o imenso mar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Com a beleza de um pôr do sol refletido nas águas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E a pureza de uma singela flor de maracujá ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Palavras podem explicar sua pureza, mas ninguém jamais ouviu o som que elas fazem&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ao deslizarem dos olhos e caírem pela face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ninguém jamais irá ouví-las &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Apenas sentí-las ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E por onde escorrerem deixarao suas marcas e seus mistérios...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E , se acaso um dia, voce conseguir escutar o som que elas produzem &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;saberá entao que voce já nao é mais voce, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e sim uma lágrima!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115177912317606784?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115177912317606784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115177912317606784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115177912317606784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115177912317606784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/tristeza-pnico-obsessao.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114024275486978039</id><published>2006-06-29T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:24:40.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/barraanima_4.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.48.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/amo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou parceira da vida,&lt;br /&gt;Sou colecionadora da sorte perdida.&lt;br /&gt;Atravesso montanha e mar&lt;br /&gt;So para te ensinar a amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divido com vocę meus sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Divides comigo teus medos.&lt;br /&gt;E na parceria e na divisao,&lt;br /&gt;Chegamos a um so coracao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero contigo multiplicar felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;Queres me dar dor e saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Eu aceito sem reclamar,&lt;br /&gt;Pois nesse mundo so eu sei te amar.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/paixao.0.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114024275486978039?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114024275486978039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114024275486978039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114024275486978039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114024275486978039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/sou-parceira-da-vida-sou-colecionadora.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114003083012745221</id><published>2006-06-25T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:27:43.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.39.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/113.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;AMANDO UMA MULHER&lt;br /&gt;Para se ter o amor de uma mulher basta tao pouco...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Elas pedem tao pouco...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Elas querem tao pouco...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Elas querem companhia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Elas querem alegria&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Um sincero amor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Um parceiro de confiança&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nem precisa de aliança&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pois no fundo sao como criança!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mulher é um ser tao especial e superior&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Que sorri mesmo sentindo dor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ama sem complexo ou pudor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E ainda faz-nos pensar que somos o ganhador&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quando na verdade sem elas somos o perdedor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Por tanto para ter esse presente&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Basta ser presente&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ser sincero e permanente&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ser carinhoso, depois amoroso!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E antes de ser gostoso, ser jeitoso!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dar antes de pedir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Calar para ouvir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amar como flor e beija flor! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vem ser o meu amor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114003083012745221?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114003083012745221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114003083012745221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114003083012745221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114003083012745221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/amando-uma-mulher-para-se-ter-o-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113976570559858124</id><published>2006-06-24T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:32:06.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Animation2.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="262" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Animation2.0.png" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdadeira magia esta dentro de nos &lt;p align="center"&gt;Em nossos coraçoes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Qualquer lugar e magico... basta sentir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E voar nas asas do vento &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E por um momento se deixar levar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/014.2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/1000imagens07.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amigo, sonhar e de graca! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sonhe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Esqueca um pouco as coisas ruins da vida. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sorria feito crianca. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Esqueca os dias solitarios que vc atravessou, que calado chorou... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mas lembre-se dos sorrisos amaveis que encontrou do amor que chegou.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/014.3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/1000imagens06.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esqueca os planos que nao deram certo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E pense: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hoje e outro dia!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lembre-se de sempre ter um sonho, pois a vida e um milagre &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;com todas as suas formas e cores. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Psiuuuuuuuuu! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E como magica... vc faz acontecer! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113976570559858124?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113976570559858124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113976570559858124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113976570559858124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113976570559858124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/verdadeira-magia-esta-dentro-de-nos-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113950446981801072</id><published>2006-06-23T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:33:19.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.30.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/smar0559km.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vocę me surpreende.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando estou ao seu lado, fico leve... em paz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas sempre estou a espera de algo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vocę é um mistério, mesmo quando se mostra tao a vontade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com seu sorriso largo, com seu olhar, que as vezes me foge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vocę tao perto e tao longe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que sera que esta passando pela sua cabeça?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu ainda estou ai ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fico sempre a espera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A espera desse amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que um dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sera meu!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113950446981801072?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113950446981801072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113950446981801072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113950446981801072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113950446981801072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/voc-me-surpreende.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115084949211054616</id><published>2006-06-21T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:35:57.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Animation2.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/barraanima_4.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="233" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/1c.0.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DIFICIL NAO E LUTAR PELO QUE SE QUER,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MAS SEM DESISTIR DO QUE SE AMA,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EU PRECISEI DESISTIR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NAO PENSEM QUE DESISTI POR NAO TER FORÇAS PARA LUTAR, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MAS SIM POR NAO TER MAIS CONDIÇOES DE SOFRER!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas uma coisa tenho certeza, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;foi a melhor coisa que aconteceu na minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um sentimento lindo e forte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pelo menos da minha parte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;foi simplesmente lindo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como a gente dizia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unforgettable.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="282" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/35050_1146558101.gif" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SE UM DIA TIVER DE ESCOLHER ENTRE UM BEIJO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UM OLHAR OU UMA LAGRIMA... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ESCOLHERIA A LAGRIMA PORQUE O BEIJO PODE SER FALSO, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O OLHAR PASSAGEIRO MAS A LAGRIMA POR MAIS TRISTE QUE SEJA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PELO MENOS É VERDADEIRA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115084949211054616?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115084949211054616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115084949211054616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115084949211054616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115084949211054616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/dificil-nao-e-lutar-pelo-que-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113933890784374603</id><published>2006-06-20T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:37:00.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/dos8p0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/dos8p0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nao quero o tempo, quero vocę. &lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero agora porque o tempo nao é o meu tempo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero agora porque o meu sentir é demais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero agora porque preciso ultrapassar meu esperar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero agora porque meu ser anseia vocę. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero agora porque o tempo nao sente o que eu sinto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu lhe sinto e sinto o meu querer.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas se nao for agora, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu posso esperar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque Ti Amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113933890784374603?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113933890784374603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113933890784374603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113933890784374603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113933890784374603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/nao-quero-o-tempo-quero-voc.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113933756482758428</id><published>2006-06-19T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T20:08:04.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/anjuuu.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/anjuuu.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NO MUNDO DOS SENTIDOS... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vazios que dilaceram a alma, calam a razao!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Solidao que empurra ao caos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Noites mal dormidas, dores de um amor solitario... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No desatino a busca por consolo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Descobrir abrigo em outros braços desencontros!... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dores e dissabores, dor e lagrima!... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encontros que silenciam o coraçao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deitar sobre o esquecimentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viver por viver na ordem animal... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/gifboasem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/gifboasem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/barramonikkris.73.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113933756482758428?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113933756482758428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113933756482758428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113933756482758428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113933756482758428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-mundo-dos-sentidos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113916297129131333</id><published>2006-06-18T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:44:16.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://layshopbyfabi.com.sapo.pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 335px" height="353" src="http://laysbyfabi.com.sapo.pt/parati/Gifs_Mensagens/coragem.gif" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo vocę nao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me vendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estarei te olhando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo nao te tocando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estarei te sentindo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E por onde vocę&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estiver passando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estarei te seguindo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nos seus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu me vejo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me encanto com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teu sorriso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No teu corpo esta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O meu desejo, em tua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alma meus sentidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vocę é minha vontade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um sonho bonito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que estarei vivendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Até transformar-se&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em realidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113916297129131333?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113916297129131333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113916297129131333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113916297129131333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113916297129131333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/mesmo-voc-naome-vendoestarei-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113849195478479447</id><published>2006-06-17T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:45:24.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/amare1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/amare1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na noite escura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Espera a lua chegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O coraçao bate forte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Manda o tempo parar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Veja a luz das estrelas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nada vai lhe custar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O brilho nos olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O peito suspirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonha&lt;br /&gt;Quando a lua chegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fala pra ela de nos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dos desejos mal contidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da vontade de amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faz da saudade um sorriso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da tristeza um marejar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nos seus olhos as estrelas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Virao correndo nadar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonha sonhos de menina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonhos de querubim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonhos de mulher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonhos que foram por mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.32.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/presentedarozani.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.31.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113849195478479447?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113849195478479447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113849195478479447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113849195478479447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113849195478479447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/na-noite-escuraespera-lua-chegaro.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115030834614208220</id><published>2006-06-13T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:49:21.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.12.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.12.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/160322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/160322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abraça-me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem perguntas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem porques...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abraça-me apenas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque quero me perder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em teus bracos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nao mais ser encontrada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por ninguém além de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abraça-me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E esconde-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mantém-me na ignorância dos outros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seja a minha redoma de vidro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inquebrável... Opaca... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somente visível para ti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abraça-me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E leva-me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por esses mundos que conheces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me levas quando nos amamos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amores e amantes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abraça-me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E faz de mim o que quiser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E respira amor eterno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Só isso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonha também...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E... Abraça-me!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="242" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/de.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-115030834614208220?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115030834614208220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115030834614208220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115030834614208220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115030834614208220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/abraa-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115015097138949212</id><published>2006-06-12T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:52:47.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.14.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/barraanima.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/502081.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.&lt;br /&gt;THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.&lt;br /&gt;FOUR. When you say, "I love you," mean it.&lt;br /&gt;FIVE. When you say, "I'm sorry," look the person in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dream. People who don't have dreams don't have much.&lt;br /&gt;NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.&lt;br /&gt;TEN.. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.&lt;br /&gt;ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.&lt;br /&gt;TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.&lt;br /&gt;THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, "Why do you want to know?"&lt;br /&gt;FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;br /&gt;FIFTEEN. Say "bless you" when you hear someone sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;SIXTEEN. When you lose, don't lose the lesson&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R's: R espect for self; Respect for others; and responsibility for all your actions.&lt;br /&gt;EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;br /&gt;NINETEEN. When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY-ONE. Spend some time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and touches your heart. &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/21321995-115015097138949212?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115015097138949212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115015097138949212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115015097138949212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115015097138949212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/one.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-115007563915765409</id><published>2006-06-11T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:54:26.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.15.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/beijo2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/beijo2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoje nao tenho tristezas&lt;br /&gt;nem vontade de morrer&lt;br /&gt;estou perdida em teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;só me encontro no sentir&lt;br /&gt;e só teu abraço me alcança&lt;br /&gt;num vai e vem me leva até tudo&lt;br /&gt;e me traz de mansinho&lt;br /&gt;Conhece meus caminhos&lt;br /&gt;nao existe segredos do que fazes&lt;br /&gt;fico esquecida em teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Procuro guardar o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Nao quero perder nem ganhar&lt;br /&gt;Sou toda sua em cada toque&lt;br /&gt;Sou inteira pra voce&lt;br /&gt;Voce para sempre só meu... &lt;div align="center"&gt;Sonha!!!!!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/200/12290.jpg" border="0" /&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/21321995-115007563915765409?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115007563915765409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=115007563915765409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115007563915765409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/115007563915765409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/hoje-nao-tenho-tristezas-nem-vontade.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113848754436863280</id><published>2006-06-07T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:47:19.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/572314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/572314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sinto a tua falta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embora querendo me esquecer de ti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apagar a tua lembrança,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os momentos felizes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao me querem abandonar.&lt;br /&gt;Zango-me com esta saudade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tento relembrar os piores momentos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas ela teima em querer ficar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem sabe, a saudade saiba,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que nao se afasta ninguem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do que mais quer encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;O melhor seria se conseguisses ver dentro dos meus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La poderias encontrar todas as respostas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que, infelizmente nao sei te dizer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poderias encontrar em mim, tudo aquilo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que eu mesma nao encontro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embora muito tenha procurado.&lt;br /&gt;Uma certeza eu tenho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Um nao querendo, dois nao havera"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/246849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ESQUECER VOCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai ser facil esquecer voce !&lt;br /&gt;Basta nao olhar o ceu,&lt;br /&gt;Nao lembrar do mar.&lt;br /&gt;Vai ser facil esquecer voce !&lt;br /&gt;Basta esconder a simpatia,&lt;br /&gt;Abandonar a ilusao,&lt;br /&gt;Mascarar a alegria,&lt;br /&gt;Viver na solidao.&lt;br /&gt;Vai ser facil esquecer voce !&lt;br /&gt;Basta nao lembrar o seu sorriso,&lt;br /&gt;Seu corpo molhado,&lt;br /&gt;Seu meigo olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Vai ser facil esquecer voce !&lt;br /&gt;Basta nada olhar ... nada lembrar,&lt;br /&gt;Esquecer sua importancia na minha existencia,&lt;br /&gt;Vai ser facil esquecer voce !&lt;br /&gt;Basta eu mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;ESQUECER DE MIM ! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="268" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/666638.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113848754436863280?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113848754436863280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113848754436863280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113848754436863280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113848754436863280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/sinto-tua-faltaembora-querendo-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113849915667996658</id><published>2006-06-06T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T21:00:48.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.17.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.17.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/125982.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;O Amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao tem explicacao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nao comeca quando queremos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nem acaba porque queremos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sao lagrimas que nao se evitam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sao sorrisos que nao se explicam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e um calor que se sente na alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e um bater mais forte do coracao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sao duvidas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;incertezas e certezas de tudo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e perdoar, e aceitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e querer muito mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e o desejo dos corpos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e a vontade de estar juntos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sao saudades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sao reencontros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e sentir que somos um so .&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.43.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/jganso4bk.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havera um dia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em que certamente nao nos encontraremos mais,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E nesse dia espero nao sentir a tua ausencia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Espero ja ter guardado as tuas recordacoes.&lt;br /&gt;Os nossos momentos ja la vao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Momentos de decisoes, momentos de escolhas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Escolhas e decisoes ate hoje indefenidas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Momentos de solidao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Momentos que valeram ou nao um dia terem existido.&lt;br /&gt;Agora so momentos de partida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em que o nosso olhar decide os nossos destinos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os nossos caminhos...&lt;br /&gt;Caminhos esses que se tornaram talvez eternos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Numa realidade ou num sonho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Numa alegria...ou numa lágrima...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/image34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/image34.jpg" 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/21321995-113849915667996658?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113849915667996658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113849915667996658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113849915667996658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113849915667996658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-amor-nao-tem-explicacaonao-comeca.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114395561194837957</id><published>2006-06-05T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T12:21:00.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penso quando te verei novamente...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perco-me em pensamentos, em lembrancas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida deixa de fazer sentido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando nao esta perto de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto-me presa a voce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voce comanda meu coracao sem saber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E quando a noite chega&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu nao sei o que fazer, nao consigo dormir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pensamentos voam pela minha cabeca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso do teu amor pra me aguentar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra lutar contra tudo que acontece&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E para o qual nao tenho defesas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso de ti... e nao percebes isso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas eu tenho que dar um ponto final nisto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vc ja nao tem mais tempo pra mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me sinto uma idiota te implorando por um pouco de carinho, de amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chega de chorar, Deus tem que me dar forcas pra te esquecer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E dificil esquecer de quem se ama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas vou conseguir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/rosadoradatitilandoanam21.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanted you for life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you and me in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never thought there come a time that our story would end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's hard to understand but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I guess I'll have to try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's not easy to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For all the joy we shared all that time we had to spend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now if I had one wish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd want you forever back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to look into your eyes and hold you when you cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's not easy to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can remember all those great times we had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There were so many memories, some good some bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;those memories will last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's peace in where you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may be all I need to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and if I listen to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll hear your laughter once more and so I got to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm just glad you came my way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's not easy to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/chave.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114395561194837957?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114395561194837957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/ania.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Baby, tell me only this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I have your heart forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you, want me by your side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wispering the words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be your lover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I know if you really care I'll always be there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to tell you this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there's no other  love... like your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I as long as I live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll give you all the joy my heart and my soul can give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me hold you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to have you near me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I'm truly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Truly in love with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/21321995-114171285125633603?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114171285125633603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114171285125633603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114171285125633603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114171285125633603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/baby-tell-me-only-thisthat-i-have-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114911651765625938</id><published>2006-06-01T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T13:40:28.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4809/2307/1600/line24.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4809/2307/320/line24.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4809/2307/320/157331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vem pra mim!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero que chegue de mansinho...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apenas me olhe e me abrace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero sentir o seu perfume, sentir suas maos macias percorrendo o meu corpo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me arrepiando de prazer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero que me de um longo beijo, um beijo molhado e apaixonado!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero sentir o calor do seu corpo, me enroscar nos seus bracos e me perder nos seus abraços,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sentir no meu ouvido sua respiracao ofegante.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vem pra mim!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faca-me sua menina, sua amante, sua mulher...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serei o que voce quiser, dengosa, calma, amorosa e se quiser, posso ser ardente, atrevida, selvagem e fogosa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vem pra mim!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero desvendar os misterios do seu corpo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;descobrir todos os seus segredos, anseios e desejos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero embriagar-te de amor e ouvir todos os seus gemidos e sussurros.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois quero desfalecer de prazer, ambos unidos na mesma emocao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um prazer so nosso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vem para mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4809/2307/320/aaa9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114911651765625938?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114911651765625938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114911651765625938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114911651765625938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114911651765625938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/vem-pra-mimquero-que-chegue-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114911579916721984</id><published>2006-05-31T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T15:49:59.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4809/2307/1600/line24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4809/2307/320/line24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4809/2307/1600/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4809/2307/320/57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loucuras de Amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo-te a todo instante!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero ter-te o tempo inteiro, te pegar de jeito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te deixar sem graca, te jogar na cama,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te tirar o folego e, com todo o furor, encher-te de amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nao quero ser teu anjo muito menos teu demonio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero apenas ser tua femea e me deixar possuir inteirinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero com um beijo te devorar e sentir nossos corpos a queimar com as vozes embargadas apenas no sussurrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero sentir tuas caricias, tua mao ousada a me tocar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero que me tome com jeitinho pelas ancas com carinho e de amor me fartar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entre beijos molhados ver as estrelas de perto e ao extase chegar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deitada em teus bracos, com o sangue ainda a ferver, quero apenas dizer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu te amo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E depois adormecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114911579916721984?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114911579916721984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114911579916721984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114911579916721984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114911579916721984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/loucuras-de-amordesejo-te-todo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113815350974615896</id><published>2006-05-30T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T17:52:35.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/2155/1600/div2811wc.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/2155/400/div2811wc.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/coracaol.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/coracaol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neste momento, penso em voce...&lt;br /&gt;E entao, quisera me transformar em vento.&lt;br /&gt;E, se assim fosse, chegaria agora como brisa...Brisa fresca, e, tocaria leve na sua janela...&lt;br /&gt;E, se voce me escutar e me permitir entrar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em voce vou me enroscar quase sem te tocar.&lt;br /&gt;Vou rocar nos seus cabelos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soprar mansinho no seu ouvido,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beijar sua face macia,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te embalarei no meu carinho...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, eu na&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o sou o vento...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora, sou so pensamento...&lt;br /&gt;E, estou pensando em voce...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E, se abrir a sua janela agora,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu estou chegando ai nesse momento...&lt;br /&gt;Em pensamento...&lt;br /&gt;No vento!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="161" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/2155/400/luciana_espelhada.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113815350974615896?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113815350974615896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/line24.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/line24.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Post15-FinoSumodoAmorBlog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The sound of your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the touch of your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If we go there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it will start all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So don't even call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;there's no need for checking in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If it's really over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;let it just be over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, we won't be sharing coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or having lunch from time to time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I won't ask about your family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please don't ask me about mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is never what I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it's killing me to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It just has to be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We gave all we could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we fought the good fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But no matter how we loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we couldn't get it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It hurts to let go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but it's harder hangin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want it to be over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we know that it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, we won't be sharing coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or having lunch from time to time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I won't ask about your family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please don't ask me about mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is never what I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it's killing me to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It just has to be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And even if I change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't let me hurt me one more time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stay away from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;be as cold as you can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, we won't be sharing coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or having lunch from time to time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I won't ask about your family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please don't ask about mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is never what I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it's killing me to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It just has to be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh,it just has to be this way &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 66px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="77" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/i87894730_97670.gif" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/pensamento157.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="231" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Anjo_Beijos_BySuziSgai.png" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114887497089175978?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114887497089175978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114887497089175978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114887497089175978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114887497089175978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/sound-of-your-voicethe-touch-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114885111869411536</id><published>2006-05-28T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T12:26:41.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/line24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/line24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/10ojhqu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/10ojhqu.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;VIDA CURTA DEMAIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao sei...&lt;br /&gt;se a vida e curta ou longa demais pra nos,&lt;br /&gt;mas sei que nada do que vivemos tem sentido,&lt;br /&gt;se nao tocamos o coracao das pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Muitas vezes basta ser:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Colo que acolhe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Braco que envolve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Palavra que conforta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silencio que respeita,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alegria que contagia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lagrima que corre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Olhar que acaricia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Desejo que sacia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amor que promove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E isso nao e coisa de outro mundo,&lt;br /&gt;E o que da sentido a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E o que faz com que ela nao&lt;br /&gt;Seja nem curta, nem longa demais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mas que seja intensa, verdadeira, pura...&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto durar..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/1pxOYwqu4SjF4rJQ-zDsi3zhCFGK6ghCa9wZtVYCV9HNwgUSJPcy8F4rEP31t5I7OwC-zjntsTSvu7-N5R7bxAc8R5g2mOlfphvKWJvV_gA590pAWmiNJ720yvogvty-asM-uHLO8ItkQ0x7gcGm3n.gif" border="0" /&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114885111869411536?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114885111869411536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114885111869411536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/vida-curta-demais-nao-sei.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21321995.post-114601108011136661</id><published>2006-05-27T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:58:21.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.17.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.17.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/nnnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/nnnn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonhe com aquilo que voce quiser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Va para onde quiser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Seja o que deseja ser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pois voce possui apenas uma vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e nela pode haver uma so chance de fazer aquilo que deseja.&lt;br /&gt;Tenha felicidade bastante para faze-la doce, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dificuldades para faze-la forte, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tristezas para faze-la humana e esperanca suficiente para faze-la feliz.&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas mais felizes nao sao as que tem as melhores coisas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sao as que sabem fazer o melhor com as oportunidades que aparecem em seu caminho.&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade tambem chega para aqueles que choram, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;para aqueles que se machucam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;para aqueles que buscam e tentam sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e para aqueles que reconhecem a importancia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;das pessoas que passam por sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;O futuro mais brilhante e baseado num passado honrado e intensamente vivido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cujos erros e decepcoes foram perdoados e deixados para tras.&lt;br /&gt;A vida e curta, mas os rastros que podemos deixar duram pela eternidade! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/goldwings.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114601108011136661?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114601108011136661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114601108011136661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114601108011136661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114601108011136661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/sonhe-com-aquilo-que-voce-quiser.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113838601206198268</id><published>2006-05-25T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:32:54.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.22.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.22.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/My%20Pictures%20099.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Pictures%20099.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.4.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Gifts%20081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/My%20Gifts%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Gifts%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/beijo-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/pens08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/pens08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nao sei se consigo isso, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te amo muito e tenho medo de perde-lo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nao deixe isso acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/tagtenhaumalindsem.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/My%20Gifts%20037.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Gifts%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Gifts%20042.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Gifts%20087.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.7.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/luciana_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Voltei, tive que fazer uma cirurgia, mas agora esta tudo bem, so me recuperar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113838601206198268?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113838601206198268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113838601206198268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113838601206198268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113838601206198268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114343735748455348</id><published>2006-05-20T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T11:26:38.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/floredeitada2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/floredeitada2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me deu vontade de te escrever... Faz tanto tempo que a gente nao troca um e-mail, ne?? Saudades de te ler, de escrever pra vc... Ta tocando uma das nossas musicas e me lembrei de voce, da gente, da nossa historia... Alias nao preciso de nada pra lembrar de vc, porque esta todo o tempo comigo no meu pensamento, vc esta em todo lugar, sinto vc ao meu lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cada pedacinho do meu corpo chora de saudades suas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teus beijos, teus abracos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah! Baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como eu gostaria que desse certo, como queria ser feliz e me sentir completa ao teu lado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So o futuro nos dira, nao e? As palavras sao muitas para definir o que neste momento estou a sentir, magoada com vc, depois que tudo que passamos e vc deixa de falar comigo sem nenhuma explicacao, porque???????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ainda somos ou nao somos Amigos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dedico-te este sonho com grande amor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pois e nele que escrevo tudo o que sinto por vc,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e nele que desabafo todas as magoas que estao dentro do meu coracao, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e nele que crio o nosso mundo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um mundo que ja existiu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e que eu tenho esperancas que venha a existir outra vez. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque a esperanca e a ultima a morrer quando se ama &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loucamente alguem como eu te amo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bom, vou dormir... Um beijo pra vc e nao se esqueça que eu te gosto muito e vc e MUITO especial! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Picture%20005.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114343735748455348?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114343735748455348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114343735748455348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114343735748455348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114343735748455348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/me-deu-vontade-de-te-escrever.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114749501983448041</id><published>2006-05-19T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T09:01:46.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc_24.19.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc_24.19.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/527002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="289" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/527002.jpg" width="386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doces momentos...&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos, ainda sinto tua presenca&lt;br /&gt;Momentos de paixao e amor... petalas de uma historia que nunca, jamais serao esquecidas&lt;br /&gt;Aroma que em mim ficou, energia que ainda esta no ar...&lt;br /&gt;em mim doce calor, que acalanta meu espirito e vibra em minh'alma, sem um instante cessar.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda sinto tua respiracao, teu calor o teu cheiro...&lt;br /&gt;Meu olfato sente o aroma do perfume do amor, que ainda permanece no meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Restam as lembrancas...&lt;br /&gt;Lembrancas... que para sempre ficara em nossa memoria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E isso ninguem pode tirar de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Valeu Baby!!!!!!!!!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/clipheffmom8wi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114749501983448041?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114749501983448041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114749501983448041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114749501983448041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114749501983448041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/doces-momentos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113838262409695054</id><published>2006-05-16T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:59:14.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.13.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/My%20Pictures%20162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Pictures%20162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Devolve toda a tranquilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Toda a felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que eu te dei e que perdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Devolve todos os sonhos loucos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que eu construi aos poucos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E te ofereci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Devolve, eu peco, por favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aquele imenso amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que nos teus bracos esqueci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Devolve, que eu te devolvo ainda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Esta saudade infinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que eu tenho de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="264" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Pictures%20054.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/luciana_tag.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.34.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3926/2155/320/My%20Gifts%20015.gif" width="246" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Se nao e capaz de amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nao faca quem te ama sofrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.35.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113838262409695054?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113838262409695054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113838262409695054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113838262409695054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113838262409695054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/devolve-toda-tranquilidadetoda.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114533074454252014</id><published>2006-05-13T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T15:58:00.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/songes.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/MA1-Liebe-kl.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Although you are with someone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I want to have my say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Without invading your domain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Or scaring you away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I respect the choice you made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And all that you decide to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But I would just like you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I want you by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I need to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I miss the time that we spent together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't make me thing that you just used me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/o%20Amor.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Amor.1.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"O tempo e muito lento para os que esperam,&lt;br /&gt;muito rapido para os que tem medo,&lt;br /&gt;muito longo para os que lamentam,&lt;br /&gt;muito curto para os que festejam.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, para os que amam, o tempo e eternidade."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114533074454252014?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114533074454252014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114533074454252014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114533074454252014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114533074454252014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/although-you-are-with-someone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113790813056551327</id><published>2006-05-10T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T09:15:01.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/8ce4f536.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/barrinha.1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/cidadedosanjos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/cidadedosanjos.jpg" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aprendi, que nao tenho como dominar meu coracao porque ele e independente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;mas posso conseguir dominar o resto de mim que sobrou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barrinha.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/choro.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/choro.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Aprendi, que tenho poucos direitos na vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mas muitos deveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barrinha.2.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/202037.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/202037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aprendi, que a vida nem sempre e boa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas que sempre vale a pena viver.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barrinha.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/8ce4f536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/L02.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113790813056551327?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113790813056551327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113790813056551327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113790813056551327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113790813056551327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/aprendi-que-nao-tenho-como-dominar-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114732875392842164</id><published>2006-05-08T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:25:53.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.19.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.19.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;As a woman, and a breast cancer survivor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I would like to urge all of you women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;to take the time to make an appointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;to have a mammogram this month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't think that if breast cancer doesn't run in your family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;that you can't get it because it didn't run in mine either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't be afraid of being diagnosed with breast cancer.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;be afraid of not finding out in time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Breast cancer is not a death sentence.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;especially if it is detected early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A mammogram is not painful....at worst only mildly uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(losing a breast is painful!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't let fear of hearing the words "breast cancer" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;keep you from getting an exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Instead, let the fear of hearing "it's too late" get you there soon!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/presentemarluce3.0.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Doctor said that everything is fine with me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;besides the surgery I gonna have at May, 22.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114732875392842164?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114732875392842164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114732875392842164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114732875392842164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114732875392842164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/as-woman-and-breast-cancer-survivor-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113808837721781038</id><published>2006-05-07T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:06:23.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.18.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.18.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Possuis aquele algo&lt;br /&gt;Que cega, corroi&lt;br /&gt;Destroi, magoa&lt;br /&gt;Excita, enlouquece&lt;br /&gt;Misto de peste lenta&lt;br /&gt;Que nos consome&lt;br /&gt;Chamas Paixao !&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/presenteanna.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/br07.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113808837721781038?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113808837721781038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113808837721781038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113808837721781038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113808837721781038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/possuis-aquele-algo-que-cega-corroi.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113968020312548342</id><published>2006-05-06T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:27:52.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.31.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.31.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/0611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Respostas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A vida nos cobra tomar decisoes constantemente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cada escolha determina um fato no futuro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cada fato, uma vivencia inadiavel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cada experiencia, uma mudanca imposta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Escolher e facil quando nossos sentimentos e ilusoes nao estao envolvidos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Somos livres para escolher nossas acoes mas prisioneiros de suas consequencias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Todo momento e decisivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Temos que decidir sempre entre o que e bom e o que e mau, entre nossas ambicoes desmedidas e nosso bom senso interior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Por isso e preciso descobrir se teremos a coragem de ficar do lado de nossa alma ou se preferimos mentir para nos mesmos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mas, seja qual for a nossa escolha, lembremos que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nada fica sem resposta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.84.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113968020312548342?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113968020312548342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113968020312548342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113968020312548342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113968020312548342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/respostas-vida-nos-cobra-tomar.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113850439676365774</id><published>2006-05-04T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:32:52.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.18.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.18.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/cartao002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="286" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/cartao002.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/rosabranca3yh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.46.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Gifts%20022.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Amor e a Saudade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nao ha regras...nao ha controle...apenas acontece!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voce nao consegue resistir por mais que tente fugir. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nao ha distancia que impeca, nao ha ausencia que afaste, apenas acontece!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voce nao consegue deixar de sentir por mais que tente impedir, ela fica em voce, esta saudade que faz sofrer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E assim...o amor e a saudade vao caminhando, crescendo... se avolumando, juntamente com a esperanca de te ver novamente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta esperanca que faz acreditar na realizacao desse amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um amor que parece impossivel de acontecer, mas que lhe esta destinado no momento certo .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a saudade??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ja nao vai mais existir, ja nao vai mais fazer sofrer... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.51.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Picture%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.47.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Picture%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.48.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Gifts%20063.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.49.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/My%20Gifts%20055.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.50.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113850439676365774?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113850439676365774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113850439676365774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113850439676365774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113850439676365774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/o-amor-e-saudadenao-ha-regras.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113855437725195387</id><published>2006-05-01T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T15:30:54.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Anjo20Interiorjpg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Anjo20Interiorjpg.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never know what the future brings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I know you are here with me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We will make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I hope you are the one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I share my life with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to run away but I can't take it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that Iam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I don't need you then why am I crying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my husband?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know why you're so far away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, whether it's wrong or right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And though I can't be with you tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/bilhetinho19.gif" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.58.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/20040811-relogio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Para tudo existe um tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Espero pelo meu tempo para poder ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Por onde andara ele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.59.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113855437725195387?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113855437725195387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113855437725195387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113855437725195387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113855437725195387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-you-are-not-one-then-why-does-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114550740615866282</id><published>2006-04-29T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T15:59:47.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.12.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.12.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/s500x500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/s500x500.jpg" width="345" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AMAR-TE ASSIM...&lt;br /&gt;Amar-te assim e sonho tornado Realidade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E sentir teu olhar "maroto" dizendo que me quer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E tentar falar e sentir tua respiracao no meu peito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E lanĂ§ar os "remos" e te encontrar no proximo porto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amar-te assim e mais que Tudo, quando te beijo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentimentos a flor da pele, dois coracoes e um so Rumo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Duas maos que se entrelacam, dois corpos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sedentos de Amor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amar-te assim nao se explica, sente-se em cada sinal de ti... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/porque.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114550740615866282?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114550740615866282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114550740615866282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114550740615866282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114550740615866282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/amar-te-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113830946314922163</id><published>2006-04-28T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T13:28:56.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.15.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Casal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;"Viva o hoje, porque o ontem ja passou e o amanha talvez nem chegue."&lt;br /&gt;"Viver e a coisa mais rara do mundo. A maioria das pessoas nao faz mais do que existir."&lt;br /&gt;"Viver e aceitar que cada minuto e um milagre que nao podera ser repetido."&lt;br /&gt;"Voce somente e feliz vivendo uma vida que signifique alguma coisa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.36.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/enjoy%20the%20silenceo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.gif" border="0" /&gt; + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/luciana_espelhada.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113830946314922163?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113830946314922163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113830946314922163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113830946314922163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113830946314922163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/viva-o-hoje-porque-o-ontem-ja-passou-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114024368243326662</id><published>2006-04-27T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T11:00:33.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.49.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.49.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/novolayouttigrao1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/novolayouttigrao1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os teus labios sao um convite aos meus para molha-los... &lt;div align="center"&gt;Labios carnudos, provocantes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esses labios colados aos meus... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentir o sabor da tua lingua morna e turbulenta, envolvendo a minha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nossos sentidos, nossos coracoes acelerados... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A nossa uniao unica nesse beijo, submetendo os nossos corpos as tentacoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O desejo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As nossas linguas trocadas e com elas as nossas salivas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A vontade de ficar dando tempo ao tempo entregue ao momento desse beijo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A nossa fome de boca, de tacto de lingua vale por tudo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E a viagem em nos atraves do que possa haver de mais sublime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O beijo! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/jokinha.jpg" border="0" /&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/21321995-114024368243326662?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114024368243326662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114024368243326662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114024368243326662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114024368243326662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/os-teus-labios-sao-um-convite-aos-meus.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114602510895303116</id><published>2006-04-26T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T09:17:19.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/reflet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/cd300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voce nao e o unico motivo do meu sorriso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;mas sem duvida e o mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;importante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&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/21321995-114602510895303116?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114602510895303116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114602510895303116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114602510895303116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114602510895303116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/voce-nao-e-o-unico-motivo-do-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114331411303900579</id><published>2006-04-22T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T10:45:09.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;QUE QUERO DE TI!!&lt;br /&gt;Que me acolhas em teus bracos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que redobre teus carinhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me ames docemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me envolvas em intimidades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o amor seja com entusiasmo&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/heartgolden9ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que o beijo seja o presente diario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Que me prendas em teu ninho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me olhes como lobo faminto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me envolvas com tuas caricias insinuantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que nossos desejos se intensifiquem abertamente&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/heartgolden9ch.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me facas tua presa na escuridao da noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me transformes numa vaidosa ao romper do dia.&lt;br /&gt;Que a noite e o dia nos delicie por dentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que os vestigios do tempo se tornem presentes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que tuas palavras se tornem sussurros necessarios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que meu corpo se torne a imigrante eterna do teu.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/amortit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/x1pxzz39wvde57evaputrpfdmnwlsd.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/primavera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/tuabarra20sf.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114331411303900579?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114331411303900579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114331411303900579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114331411303900579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114331411303900579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/que-quero-de-ti-que-me-acolhas-em-teus.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113882042038642917</id><published>2006-04-15T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T21:34:52.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.22.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/blinki61.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/tagtenhaumalindsem.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/cigana2kf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="330" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/cigana2kf.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nao deixe pra fazer amanha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O que vc pode fazer hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viva a vida com toda intensidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E seja feliz, mas muito feliz ao lado da pessoa amada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.63.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/vidassss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="324" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/vidassss.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.60.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/fadinha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="233" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/fadinha.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olha para mim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa voar os sonhos, deixa acalmar as tormentas, senta-se um pouco ai &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olha para mim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fica no meu abrigo, dorme no meu abraco e conta comigo que eu estarei aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.62.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/tiposdepessoas.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Picture%20104.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.61.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113882042038642917?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113882042038642917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113882042038642917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113882042038642917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113882042038642917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/nao-deixe-pra-fazer-amanha-o-que-vc.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114500115034591937</id><published>2006-04-14T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T00:56:32.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="271" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/307.jpg" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming Of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late at night when all the world is sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stay up and think of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I wish on a star that somewhere you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking of me too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Than here in my room dreaming about you and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wonder if you ever see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I wonder if you know I'm there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you looked in my eyes would you see what's inside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you even care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanna hold you close &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But so far all I have are dreams of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I wait for the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the courage to say how much I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes I do!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Amor.0.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114500115034591937?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114500115034591937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114500115034591937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114500115034591937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114500115034591937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/dreaming-of-you-late-at-night-when-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113789863296438869</id><published>2006-04-07T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T13:23:43.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/FADAAZUL2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/FADAAZUL2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Suponho que me entender nao e uma questao de inteligencia e sim de sentir, de entrar em contato."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/amour003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/amour003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-113789863296438869?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113789863296438869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113789863296438869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113789863296438869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113789863296438869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/suponho-que-me-entender-nao-e-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-113789953992212967</id><published>2006-04-05T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T21:12:54.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/div2811wc.4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/div2811wc.4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/%21cid_A8BC56EC-8447-11D9-913F-0007955D28DB1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;JAMAIS DESISTA DE SI MESMO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;JAMAIS DESISTA DAS PESSOAS QUE VOCE AMA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;JAMAIS DESISTA DE SER FELIZ, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;POIS A VIDA E UM ESPETACULO IMPERDIVEL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E VOCE E UM SER HUMANO ESPECIAL&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/bjuprata.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/barramonikkris.28.gif" border="0" /&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/21321995-113789953992212967?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113789953992212967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=113789953992212967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113789953992212967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/113789953992212967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/jamais-desista-de-si-mesmo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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-21321995.post-114378317356254958</id><published>2006-03-31T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:32:53.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/Barra.20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/Barra.20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see a paradise&lt;br /&gt;This world that I found is too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;Standing here beside you&lt;br /&gt;want so much to give you&lt;br /&gt;This love in my heart that I'm feeling for you.&lt;br /&gt;Let them say we're crazy&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about that&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand in my hand&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;don't ever look back.&lt;br /&gt;Let the world around us just fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;we can make it if we're heart to heart.&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together&lt;br /&gt;standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us now.&lt;br /&gt;And if this world runs out of lovers&lt;br /&gt;we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna stop us&lt;br /&gt;nothing's gonna stop us now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lose you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes I will stay here with you.&lt;br /&gt;Take you to the good times&lt;br /&gt;see you through the bad times&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes is what I'm gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;Let them say we're crazy&lt;br /&gt;what do they know?&lt;br /&gt;Put your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;don't ever let go.&lt;br /&gt;Let the world around us just fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;we can make it if we're heart to heart.&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together&lt;br /&gt;standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/rosadoradatitilandoanam21.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;all that I need is you&lt;br /&gt;you're all that I ever need.&lt;br /&gt;All that I want to do is hold you forever&lt;br /&gt;forever and ever!&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together&lt;br /&gt;standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/rosadoradatitilandoanam21.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together&lt;br /&gt;standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;And we can build this dream together&lt;br /&gt;standing strong forever&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="117" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5124/2155/320/3.0.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21321995-114378317356254958?l=mysoul2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114378317356254958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21321995&amp;postID=114378317356254958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114378317356254958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21321995/posts/default/114378317356254958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysoul2006.blogspot.com/2006/03/looking-in-your-eyesi-see-paradise.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14046672994378367821</uri><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></feed>
