<?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-3917948588772961927</id><updated>2011-08-02T09:47:36.128-07:00</updated><category term='Impshs'/><title type='text'>Pensamentos aleatórios</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-6857728233034321643</id><published>2010-06-25T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T13:04:42.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/TCULwMD-o4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/x0JtudujIz0/s1600/Image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/TCULwMD-o4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/x0JtudujIz0/s320/Image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Chorar por tudo que se perdeu, por tudo que apenas ameaçou e não chegou a ser, pelo que perdi de mim, pelo ontem morto, pelo hoje sujo, pelo amanhã que não existe, pelo muito que amei e não me amaram, pelo que tentei ser correto e não foram comigo. Meu coração sangra com uma dor que não consigo comunicar a ninguém, recuso todos os toques e ignoro todas tentativas de aproximação. Tenho vergonha de gritar que esta dor é só minha, de pedir que me deixem em paz e só com ela, como um cão com seu osso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A única magia que existe é estarmos vivos e não entendermos nada disso. A única magia que existe é a nossa incompreensão."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-6857728233034321643?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/6857728233034321643/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/06/chorar-por-tudo-que-se-perdeu-por-tudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/6857728233034321643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/6857728233034321643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/06/chorar-por-tudo-que-se-perdeu-por-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/TCULwMD-o4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/x0JtudujIz0/s72-c/Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-4991164029839969917</id><published>2010-06-25T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T12:48:50.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>na minha opniao quando as pessoas sao assim, elas sao um bando de idiotas, hipocritas e etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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AAH MINHA REVOLOTA É MUITO GRANDE ;~&lt;br /&gt;
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O pior de tudo é quando vc teem que ver o sofrimento de quem vc gosta de perto ;/&lt;br /&gt;
poxa isso é muito triste, vc ficar de maãos atadas é muitoo triste ;/&lt;br /&gt;
tudo é muito triste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-4991164029839969917?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/4991164029839969917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/06/na-minha-opniao-quando-as-pessoas-sao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/4991164029839969917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/4991164029839969917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/06/na-minha-opniao-quando-as-pessoas-sao.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-6304023841479791489</id><published>2010-05-18T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T12:59:46.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt; &lt;h3 style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.1em; margin: 2px 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;, sans-serif; word-break: break-all; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;Milla diz: &lt;br /&gt;
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quero todo o teu espaço , e todo o teu tempo. quero todas as tuas horas , e todos os teus beijos. quero toda a tua noite , e todo o teu silêncio. quero toda a tua sede , e todo o teu fogo. quero todos os teus astros , e todo o teu céu. quero todos os teus Anjos , e todas as tuas asas. quero todo o teu sol , e toda a tua alvorada. quero todo o teu mar , e todo o teu barco. quero todo o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;
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e toda tua alma. quero todo o teu tudo , e todo o teu nada. &lt;br /&gt;
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"E mesmo sabendo que essa distancia atrapalha tudo, ainda sim te quero pra mim "&lt;br /&gt;
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PORRA NENHUMA TUDO MENTIRA ESSE POVOO NAO TEEM VERGONHA DE MENTIR ASSIM NA CARA DE PAU NAO&amp;nbsp;NAO MANO.... HIPOCRISIA É FODA ;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-6304023841479791489?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/6304023841479791489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/05/x-milla-093829-quero-todo-o-teu-espaco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/6304023841479791489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/6304023841479791489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/05/x-milla-093829-quero-todo-o-teu-espaco.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-9128517823163393348</id><published>2010-05-14T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:55:06.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinceridade</title><content type='html'>A sinceramente to cansada ;~&lt;br /&gt;
Pessoas que só sabem criticar e meter o pau em mim e ainda se dizem minhas amigas&lt;br /&gt;
tomar no cu ninguem quer nao né ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;
To de SACO CHEIO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-9128517823163393348?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/9128517823163393348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/05/sinceridade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/9128517823163393348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/9128517823163393348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/05/sinceridade.html' title='Sinceridade'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-1508159732886539578</id><published>2010-05-03T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T06:27:25.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>09/03</title><content type='html'>Poxa hoje eu nao consegui dormir direito&lt;br /&gt;
Só pensando no seu jeito&lt;br /&gt;
Ah eu quero tanto ouvir sua voz.&lt;br /&gt;
Hoje vejo que sou loucamente apaixonada por vc.&lt;br /&gt;
Já nao tem como mais controlar oque eu sinto.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu quero vc aqui e agora .-.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;(C.S.F)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-1508159732886539578?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/1508159732886539578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/05/poxa-hoje-eu-nao-consegui-dormir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/1508159732886539578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/1508159732886539578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/05/poxa-hoje-eu-nao-consegui-dormir.html' title='09/03'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-1729340403910850988</id><published>2010-05-03T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T06:10:10.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>apenas palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;É fácil ver o tempo passar &lt;span class="MsoSubtleEmphasis"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Difícil é fazer valer a pena.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;É claro que a vida ensina a gente a ser feliz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Mas faz com que nos machucamos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Sempre!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;É Complicado encontrar pessoas boas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Palavras complicadas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Não me dizem nada&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Fale muito, mas diga oque precisa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Fale pouco&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Mas expresse seus sentimentos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Diga que me ama&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Diga que me odeia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Diga oque preciso ouvir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/3917948588772961927-1729340403910850988?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/1729340403910850988/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/05/apenas-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/1729340403910850988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/1729340403910850988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/05/apenas-palavras.html' title='apenas palavras'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-2902926882511527199</id><published>2010-04-25T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T14:12:15.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um dia você vai lembrar de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S9SwAJ2QIkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9-TcXR992_o/s1600/amor_amigo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S9SwAJ2QIkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9-TcXR992_o/s320/amor_amigo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;É apenas mais uma historia de amor que não deu certo e com algumas peripécias do destino foi se desfazendo, temos nossa parcela de culpa da história.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Minha intenção com essa carta é simplesmente mostrar que restou o mais puro e sincero sentimento de todos. É uma pena que hoje mau nos restou à amizade. Você sabe que pode contar comigo sempre que precisar estarei disposta a te ouvir, te apoiar enfim vou estar sempre aqui pra você.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;É sempre bom ter você por perto, seu sorriso bobo e seu olhar me fascinam, sua personalidade forte marcante, mas eu e você somos um “caso sério”. Aproveito aqui pra pedir desculpa por TUDO, TUDO mesmo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que daqui pra frente, você encontre uma pessoa que te faça feliz, coisa que não fui capaz de fazer. Desejo-te tudo de bom que há nesse mundo, pois você é merecedora de tais coisas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-2902926882511527199?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/2902926882511527199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/04/um-dia-voce-vai-lembrar-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/2902926882511527199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/2902926882511527199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/04/um-dia-voce-vai-lembrar-de-mim.html' title='Um dia você vai lembrar de mim'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S9SwAJ2QIkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9-TcXR992_o/s72-c/amor_amigo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-2164925380710502855</id><published>2010-04-03T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:10:37.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S7bpVgqPjNI/AAAAAAAAADw/zspA79zp6-U/s1600/reggae2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S7bpVgqPjNI/AAAAAAAAADw/zspA79zp6-U/s400/reggae2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aqui vou ficar&lt;br /&gt;
Nao vou arredar&lt;br /&gt;
Meus pes vao grudar&lt;br /&gt;
Se voce passar&lt;br /&gt;
No jogo de azar&lt;br /&gt;
A sorte te espera&lt;br /&gt;
E logo me jogo&lt;br /&gt;
Disposto a ganhar&lt;br /&gt;
E ninguem pode te ajudar&lt;br /&gt;
Eu sei que voce me faz tao bem&lt;br /&gt;
Nao quero mais ficar sem&lt;br /&gt;
Esse seu cheiro de flor&lt;br /&gt;
Que voce tem&lt;br /&gt;
Apertar de um jeito&lt;br /&gt;
Seu shape perfeito&lt;br /&gt;
Acende direito&lt;br /&gt;
Um lampejo em mim&lt;br /&gt;
Transbordando assim&lt;br /&gt;
Desejos sem fim&lt;br /&gt;
Eu nao vou lutar&lt;br /&gt;
Jah ja vai nos levar&lt;br /&gt;
Pro nosso amor abençoar.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ls Jack (versão Jah I-Ration)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-2164925380710502855?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/2164925380710502855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/04/aqui-vou-ficar-nao-vou-arredar-meus-pes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/2164925380710502855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/2164925380710502855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/04/aqui-vou-ficar-nao-vou-arredar-meus-pes.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S7bpVgqPjNI/AAAAAAAAADw/zspA79zp6-U/s72-c/reggae2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-4643467338633208078</id><published>2010-03-05T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:07:43.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S5HUy-3IpOI/AAAAAAAAADo/W6DFmUdwchY/s1600-h/o_amor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S5HUy-3IpOI/AAAAAAAAADo/W6DFmUdwchY/s320/o_amor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Minha inspiração vem de você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Fico me perguntando oque você fez pra que eu ficasse assim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Já nao sei pensar em outra coisa a nao ser como seria minha vida se vc estivesse perto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Tenho te desejado muito, te desejo de todas as formas boa possiveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Como pode em tão pouco tempo uma pessoa ficar assim tão apaixonada !?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Eu seria incapaz de te machucar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Oque eu mais quero é fazê-la feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Tenho certeza que um dia vc será minha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nunca conheci alguém assim&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas nao sei se devo me entregar, devo me entregar ?&lt;br /&gt;
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Minha atenção é toda sua&lt;br /&gt;
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Quero estar ao teu lado independente de qualquer coisa&lt;br /&gt;
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Quero vc pra mim &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-321569202832005321?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/321569202832005321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-teu-jeito-comigo-nunca-conheci-alguem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/321569202832005321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/321569202832005321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-teu-jeito-comigo-nunca-conheci-alguem.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S46RjFXi-lI/AAAAAAAAADg/2hr-uuN4We4/s72-c/OAAAAMybZKpAVjBhip8_crbjRVANkeS7DC_fduYBVSup11STbgTmiNSNyD5qPwN0bVLEJ4HByc7h6d8lBm5dFkdj5AQAm1T1UEfNKQKwSwTj2N4ZVG3A1d5frc5G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-7947720037423541275</id><published>2010-03-02T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T06:59:21.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A amizade é um sentimento inexplicável que criamos (mesmo sem o nosso  consentimento) por alguma pessoa que as vezes nem conhecemos  pessoalmente e nem temos aquele contato grande e direto, mas que  sentimos essa amizade verdadeira por ela! &lt;br /&gt;
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O amor é como aquele velho ditado... é na liberdade que ele cresce e  fortalece! Experimente se libertar de quem você ama... e deixar livre  esse amor (as vezes enlouquecedor) pra você poder sentir a verdadeira  força que esse amor tem! E se for realmente seu, ele nunca se vai para  sempre!&lt;br /&gt;
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Já chorei por quem nunca mereceu uma lágrima de NINGUÉM! Mas chorei  AINDA MAIS por quem merece e chorei/choro muito mais pela felicidade que  todos os dias bate em minha porta querendo entrar... e eu é claro, faço  questão de abrir quando ela está lá!&lt;br /&gt;
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Hoje quero alguém que também me quer e somo felizes assim, com nossos  entendimentos e desentendimento! Afinal, ninguém é perfeito, erramos  sempre na vida e com certeza pra tudo existe uma segunda/terceira/quarta  (até onde cada um aguenta) chance para recomeçar e tentar fazer tudo  direito!&lt;br /&gt;
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Por: Jullie Anne Soares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-7947720037423541275?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/7947720037423541275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/03/amizade-e-um-sentimento-inexplicavel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/7947720037423541275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/7947720037423541275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/03/amizade-e-um-sentimento-inexplicavel.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-6711941611316524240</id><published>2010-03-02T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T06:54:05.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S40mZmB9x9I/AAAAAAAAADY/T6XD52wHbr0/s1600-h/3054019330_ab1aec812e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S40mZmB9x9I/AAAAAAAAADY/T6XD52wHbr0/s320/3054019330_ab1aec812e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;E a &lt;b&gt;escuridão&lt;/b&gt; cresce cada vez mais, por favor, volte para meu  mundo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Estou cercado de &lt;b&gt;Dor&lt;/b&gt; e a escuridão cresce cada vez  mais.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu grito, eu vejo, mas não posso ser visto ou ouvido.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu  tenho tanto &lt;b&gt;amor&lt;/b&gt; para te dar, porem eu não posso ser visto.&lt;br /&gt;
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Volta,  me traz a luz, me traga deste coma com um beijo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tornei-me invisível no  mundo que eu mesmo construí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-6711941611316524240?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/6711941611316524240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-escuridao-cresce-cada-vez-mais-por.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/6711941611316524240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/6711941611316524240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-escuridao-cresce-cada-vez-mais-por.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S40mZmB9x9I/AAAAAAAAADY/T6XD52wHbr0/s72-c/3054019330_ab1aec812e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-8018905908644483477</id><published>2010-02-27T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:28:32.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S4mN6WUb-YI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uN4MpVSKscE/s1600-h/OgAAALbvYUw63waXzrJppScHucNMnP4-syVIh6TG3O0z6AJv0eutnAyrMaeftA2-cVCLpvbH-ua8r0ihrNrbo0ojQdQAm1T1UCb2nIxeudECJdWBNyo_di5sSUqH.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S4mN6WUb-YI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uN4MpVSKscE/s320/OgAAALbvYUw63waXzrJppScHucNMnP4-syVIh6TG3O0z6AJv0eutnAyrMaeftA2-cVCLpvbH-ua8r0ihrNrbo0ojQdQAm1T1UCb2nIxeudECJdWBNyo_di5sSUqH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Então mais uma vez venho contar uma coisa&lt;br /&gt;
o&amp;nbsp;sorriso dela &amp;nbsp;me inspiraa *-*&lt;br /&gt;
to encantada .-.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ahh que tenso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-8018905908644483477?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/8018905908644483477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/02/enao-mais-uma-vez-venho-contar-uma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/8018905908644483477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/8018905908644483477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/02/enao-mais-uma-vez-venho-contar-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S4mN6WUb-YI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uN4MpVSKscE/s72-c/OgAAALbvYUw63waXzrJppScHucNMnP4-syVIh6TG3O0z6AJv0eutnAyrMaeftA2-cVCLpvbH-ua8r0ihrNrbo0ojQdQAm1T1UCb2nIxeudECJdWBNyo_di5sSUqH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-5043912053716672034</id><published>2010-02-27T08:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T08:40:51.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Através desta música!</title><content type='html'>Eu vim te ver&lt;br /&gt;
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Através desta música,&lt;br /&gt;
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Através desta solidão,&lt;br /&gt;
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Através desta lágrima...&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu vim te ver,&lt;br /&gt;
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Me perder nos carinhos teus,&lt;br /&gt;
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Me prender nos abraços teus,&lt;br /&gt;
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Dissolver minha ilusão,&lt;br /&gt;
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Me guardar no teu coração.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ah, se eu pudesse me libertar,&lt;br /&gt;
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Se eu pudesse me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;
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No abandono dos braços teus...&lt;br /&gt;
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Ah, se eu pudesse me libertar,&lt;br /&gt;
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Se eu pudesse me encontrar &lt;br /&gt;
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No abandono dos braços teus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-5043912053716672034?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/5043912053716672034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/02/atraves-desta-musica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/5043912053716672034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/5043912053716672034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2010/02/atraves-desta-musica.html' title='Através desta música!'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-3846250040982545333</id><published>2010-02-27T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T08:37:26.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luz de Luar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S4lI4TF87GI/AAAAAAAAADI/PXODmdFpbyw/s1600-h/adesivo-clave_fa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/S4lI4TF87GI/AAAAAAAAADI/PXODmdFpbyw/s200/adesivo-clave_fa.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De repente olho nos seus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;E percebo um céu azul;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Vejo um passarinho feliz a cantar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Uma garça livre pelo ar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O amor é um menino solto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Pelas ruas do meu coração;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ele ri sozinho, faz o que quiser,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mas nunca me diz tudo o que quer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;De repente esse menino foge,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Dá passeios no seu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;E me conta coisas lindas de você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Diz que é importante eu lhe querer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Se você me quiser, há de ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sempre o que a gente quiser,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sempre um sonho de amor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Um perfume de flor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Pois sonhar pra mim sempre foi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Uma estrela no céu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Um barquinho no mar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Uma luz de luar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quem ama nada exige&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Perdoa sem traçar condições.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Sabe sacrificar-se pela felicidade alheia.&lt;br /&gt;
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Renuncia com alegria ao que mais deseja.&lt;br /&gt;
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Não espera reconhecimento.&lt;br /&gt;
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Serve sem cansaço.&lt;br /&gt;
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Apaga-se para que outros brilhem.&lt;br /&gt;
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Silencia as aflições, ocultando as próprias lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Retribui o mal com o bem.&lt;br /&gt;
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É sempre o mesmo em qualquer situação.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vive para ser útil aos semelhantes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agradece a cruz que leva sobre os ombros.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fala esclarecendo e ouve compreendendo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Crê na Verdade e procura ser justo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Quem ama, qual o samaritano anônimo da parábola do Mestre, levanta os caídos da estrada, balsamiza-lhes as chagas, abraça-os fraternalmente e segue adiante...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-8964985843925259843?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/8964985843925259843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/11/quem-ama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/8964985843925259843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/8964985843925259843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/11/quem-ama.html' title='Quem ama'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SxHEmmh_3dI/AAAAAAAAADA/-q3bMDqo2so/s72-c/OgAAAFzPnXDqcQ4KW_qghJdZ0rRYFpGfDej3RywG_XCKU2dlORYYMdvwSeKlVGId0kxDEcXH9AuyKP251Kef1cJnh3wAm1T1UCPFUg0_wbHIHkPfHITYrPTsJXw_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-7585108414242679960</id><published>2009-11-27T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:10:02.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me encontra ou deixa eu te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;
ÊÊÊÊ vou te contaar viu. Minhavdatámutoomaraaaaa *-*&lt;br /&gt;
Piguiça bate ainha porta (H)&lt;br /&gt;
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B M(L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-7585108414242679960?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/7585108414242679960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-encontra-ou-deixa-eu-te-encontrar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/7585108414242679960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/7585108414242679960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-encontra-ou-deixa-eu-te-encontrar.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-1360019914477139971</id><published>2009-09-07T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:56:25.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tédioo</title><content type='html'>foi vc que conquistou meu coração♪&lt;br /&gt;
Odeio me apaixonar ;/&lt;br /&gt;
é muito ruim, a gente fica que nem bobo olhando pro nadaa. Que coisa triste manow &lt;br /&gt;
apksapokspoakspaopsk&lt;br /&gt;
mudando de assunto.. ontem foi o primeiro ensaio oficial da Venturis Ventis *-* que emoçãoo.-.&lt;br /&gt;
Foi tão boom veei, o povo  quase todoo la tocando e se divertindo, tomara que dê certoo!&lt;br /&gt;
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ê Feriadão sem graça veeii..tem nada pra fazeer, só aki no tédioo --'&lt;br /&gt;
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Boa tarde;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-1360019914477139971?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/1360019914477139971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/09/tedioo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/1360019914477139971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/1360019914477139971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/09/tedioo.html' title='Tédioo'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-4554923734278249446</id><published>2009-09-04T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:49:17.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SqHtwuDdcvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/33-_Wq0ZBO4/s1600-h/image_caminho%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SqHtwuDdcvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/33-_Wq0ZBO4/s320/image_caminho%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377840851309130482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Seus olhos e seus olhares milhares de tentações !
Gente to passando por uma situação delicada... Como diz uma amiga minha ( Manu ) 'é tenso'!
Mas tudo vai se acertar, com fé em Deus o/
Esse blog foi feito porque eu não tenho oque fazer ai eu fico aki digitando coisa que não teem sentido HAHAHAHA eu sou demais falaê
kkkkkk
veii são 1:43 da madrugadaa e eu nao to com sono, detalhe, amanha eu acordo cedo pra ir pro ensaio do coral o/
ps:naõpossomaisfaltarosensaios
Mas é sempre bom cantar.
'Quem canta seus mares espantaa'
Ou naão né
aokspaokspokpaoskpkok
Eu naão sei  porque não consigo dormir, eu to com sono, mas quando deito não consigo dormir
Vai entender né!
faz parte da vidaa o/
Saudadee de muitaa coisaa 
To com vontade de tocar violão agora
comofaz?!
ê meu povoo 1:47 e eu vou para de digitar pq meu pulso ta doendo:S
Beijomeliga;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-4554923734278249446?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/4554923734278249446/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/09/seus-olhos-e-seus-olhares-milhares-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/4554923734278249446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/4554923734278249446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/09/seus-olhos-e-seus-olhares-milhares-de.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SqHtwuDdcvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/33-_Wq0ZBO4/s72-c/image_caminho%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-4721249316132155960</id><published>2009-08-30T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:45:05.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptVSzWKIKI/AAAAAAAAACw/TWq290NBD-M/s1600-h/5357066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptVSzWKIKI/AAAAAAAAACw/TWq290NBD-M/s320/5357066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375984361705971874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Felicidade,
Uma sensação que contagia!

Minha Felicidade esta nas coisas mais simples
Numa palavra carinhosa dos meus amigos virtuais e reais,
Na luz do sol, no vento, na chuva que cai la fora!
Ela está na minha liberdade
E eu a conquistei juntando os fragmentos
de pequenos momentos 
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Promete
me lembrar todo dia o quanto vc me ama? me fazer ser especial? me beijar no meio da chuva, de surpresa? me deixar chorar quando estiver mal? me deixar esconder o rosto atrás de vc no filme de terror? me fazer esqecer meu medo de altura? qe vai deitar ao meu lado e ver dormir promete? deitar na areia de noite e olhar as estrelas cmgo? me ajudar a estudar? me encher de beijos? reclamar qnd minha saia tiver muito curta? sentir ciúmes de mim? me abraçar bem forte? me emprestar uma blusa sua se eu sentir frio? 
Promete cuidar de mim qando eu tiver doente? andar de mãos dadas comigo? me beijar na frente dos seus amigos? me segurar com toda a força qnd eu tiver indo embora? roubar um beijo qnd eu não tiver olhando? ligar no meio da noite só pra ouvir minha voz? esqecer nossas brigas e discussões? qe perdoa as vezes qe eu te magoei? nunca me trair e nunca me machucar? me ligar depois de uma briga? Me deixa ser feliz ao seu lado? 
Promete que vai me amar? Pra sempre! 
Promete? 

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Ontem eu chorei...
por tudo que queria ser
e não sou ,Ontem eu chorei 
porque eu descobri que as 
pessoas se esquecem muito
rápido umas das outras
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Não sou boa com números
Com frases - feitas.E com morais de história. Gosto do que me tira o fôlego. Venero o improvável. Almejo o quase impossível. Meu coração é livre, mesmo amando tanto. Tenho um ritmo que me complica. Uma vontade que não passa. Uma palavra que nunca dorme. [...] Não coleciono inimigos. Quase nunca estou pra ninguém. Mudo de humor conforme a lua. Me irrito fácil. Me desinteresso à toa. Tenho o desassossego dentro da bolsa. E um par de asas que nunca deixo. Às vezes, quando é tarde da noite, eu viajo. E - sem saber - busco respostas que não encontro aqui. Ontem, eu perdi um sonho. E acordei chorando, logo eu que adoro sorrir... Mas não tem nada, não. Bonito mesmo é essa coisa da vida: um dia, quando menos se espera, a gente se supera. E chega mais perto de ser quem - na verdade - a gente é. 
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Aprendi, que 2 pessoas discutindo, não quer dizer que se odeiam.Que duas pessoas felizes, não quer dizer que se amam. Que o mundo dá voltas e a vida é uma seqüência de desafios. Que algumas feridas saram,outras não.
Que quem vive do passado é museu. Que quem vive o futuro, não vive.Sonha. Que com a pessoa certa, uma vida é pouco tempo. Que com a pessoa errada, um minuto é muito. Que mesmo acompanhado, ainda posso estar só. Que caráter vem do berço, não se compra. Que Amor não se exige, se dá. Que meus amigos eventualmente vão me machucar, são humanos. Que um ato pode mudar toda uma vida. Que nem toda uma vida pode mudar alguns dos nossos atos ...
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Eu não sei voar, isso é ilusão
ninguém pode andar
com os pés fora do chão
sou só mais alguém querendo encontrar
a minha própria estrada pra trilhar
apenas alguém, querendo encontrar
a minha própria forma de amar
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O seu amor é confuso
É desorientado
O meu amor é inocente
Ele é sem pecado
O seu amor não tem rumo
É dissimulado
O meu amor é urgente
É desesperado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-4721249316132155960?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/4721249316132155960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/felicidade-uma-sensacao-que-contagia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/4721249316132155960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/4721249316132155960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/felicidade-uma-sensacao-que-contagia.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptVSzWKIKI/AAAAAAAAACw/TWq290NBD-M/s72-c/5357066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-5598860838391372637</id><published>2009-08-30T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:37:14.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cativar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptTR1X3aiI/AAAAAAAAACo/2xdacA7PWdM/s1600-h/DVD+GAN+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptTR1X3aiI/AAAAAAAAACo/2xdacA7PWdM/s320/DVD+GAN+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375982146046880290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



Uma palavra tão linda, já quase esquecida
Me fez recordar
Contendo sete letrinhas e todas juntinhas se lê
CATIVAR
Cativar é amar, é também carregar
Um pouquinho da dor que alguém tem que leva
Cativou, disse alguém  
Laços fortes criou...             
Responsável tu és
Pelo que    cativou.                 
Num deserto, tão só,
Entre homens de bem
Vou tentar cativar, viver perto de alguém,           
Cativou, disse alguém  
Laços fortes criou...
Responsável é você 
Pelo que    cativou...                
Num deserto, tão só,
Entre homens de bem bém
Vou tentar cativar, viver perto de alguém
Cativou, disse alguém 
Laços fortes criou...   
Responsável tu és
  
Pelo que    cativou...



GRUPO ARTE NASCENTE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E6rj0ryurpo&amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-5598860838391372637?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/5598860838391372637/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/cativar-intr-c-am-dm-g7-2x-c-am-dm-g7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/5598860838391372637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/5598860838391372637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/cativar-intr-c-am-dm-g7-2x-c-am-dm-g7.html' title='Cativar'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptTR1X3aiI/AAAAAAAAACo/2xdacA7PWdM/s72-c/DVD+GAN+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-9021810633043752653</id><published>2009-08-30T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:24:22.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Violão instrumento que me toca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptQT6YZ7II/AAAAAAAAACg/G_QdrOU2K6g/s1600-h/88699234_684b1c06d9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptQT6YZ7II/AAAAAAAAACg/G_QdrOU2K6g/s320/88699234_684b1c06d9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375978883216174210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Dedilho em ato corriqueiro
As cordas do instrumento,
Sem querer me torno passageiro
De influente dimensão em movimento

Em cada arcode que arpejo
Sinto e vejo a energia em sincronidade,
Harmonia e vibração no ensejo
Da música que me toca e invade 

No encandeamento da simetria ordenada,
A melodia aguçada e sonora.
Penetra no silêncio em ação trabalhada
E preenche com o sam o espaço do glorioso agora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-9021810633043752653?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/9021810633043752653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/violao-instrumento-que-me-toca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/9021810633043752653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/9021810633043752653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/violao-instrumento-que-me-toca.html' title='Violão instrumento que me toca'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptQT6YZ7II/AAAAAAAAACg/G_QdrOU2K6g/s72-c/88699234_684b1c06d9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-1170564470500798953</id><published>2009-08-30T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:10:40.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seu anjo ou seu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptM8IIKO-I/AAAAAAAAACY/YG3iPI6AxzE/s1600-h/anjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptM8IIKO-I/AAAAAAAAACY/YG3iPI6AxzE/s320/anjo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375975176054389730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hoje eu acordei mais cedo 
E fiquei te olhando dormir
Imaginei algum suposto medo
Para que tão logo pudesse te cobrir
Tenho cuidado de você
Todo esse tempo
Você está sob o meu abraço
Minha proteção
Tenho visto você errar
E crescer,
Amar e voar
Você sabe onde pousar.
Ao acordar já terei partido
Ficarei escondido
Mas, sempre perto de certo 
Como se eu fosse humano, vivo
Vivendo pra te cuidar
Te proteger, sem você me ver
Sem saber quem sou
Se sou anjo 
Ou se sou seu amor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-1170564470500798953?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/1170564470500798953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/seu-anjo-ou-seu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/1170564470500798953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/1170564470500798953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/seu-anjo-ou-seu-amor.html' title='Seu anjo ou seu amor'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptM8IIKO-I/AAAAAAAAACY/YG3iPI6AxzE/s72-c/anjo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-8616066935423109385</id><published>2009-08-30T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:02:33.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptLUtozw0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/EsjKc6npQ0s/s1600-h/amizade1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptLUtozw0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/EsjKc6npQ0s/s320/amizade1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375973399417045826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Quero-te sempre por perto
Para eu poder "tentar" cuidar de ti.
Quero poder sempre te adorar
Para que isso possa se eternizar
Que os nossos corações
Possam sempre estarem ligados
Por um forte sentimento
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Só vc pode tirar essa dor de mim=/
Vc é quem me faz bem
Promete  que vai sempre ficar perto de mim ?

Ás vezes me pergunto, como vc se tornou tão especial assim !? .-.
[/vaientenderné]

Seu jeito me encantou, vc é o tipo de pessoa que eu quero sempre perto de mim.


naomedeixanao;*

Fikdik



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A cada dia que passa vejo que nossa amizade é pra sempre, porque ela é a mais pura e verdadeira e eu não me canso de dizer que te amo e o quanto me faz bem tua presença.


Quando penso em alguém só penso em vc ♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-8616066935423109385?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/8616066935423109385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/quero-te-sempre-por-perto-para-eu-poder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/8616066935423109385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/8616066935423109385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/quero-te-sempre-por-perto-para-eu-poder.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptLUtozw0I/AAAAAAAAACQ/EsjKc6npQ0s/s72-c/amizade1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-4851407812526472115</id><published>2009-08-30T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:43:35.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seja luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptG3w84viI/AAAAAAAAACI/q9WTcbSDIzw/s1600-h/luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptG3w84viI/AAAAAAAAACI/q9WTcbSDIzw/s320/luz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375968504043847202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Vês tu um irmão caído
Deixe a melodia que sai dos teus lábios
Caírem como raios de sol 
Transformando em uma mão
Estendida para levantá-lo

Seja Luz, seja estrela a brilhar 
A esperança sempre existirá
Senhor, agora que sei oque fazer
Matenha-me no teu caminhar

Permita que a música invada o seu ser
Trazendo a harmonia do bem
As ondas do som que elevam a alma
Fazendo o melhor para melhorar o mundo♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-4851407812526472115?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/4851407812526472115/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/seja-luz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/4851407812526472115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/4851407812526472115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/08/seja-luz.html' title='Seja luz'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SptG3w84viI/AAAAAAAAACI/q9WTcbSDIzw/s72-c/luz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-5936568122177434216</id><published>2009-07-30T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:20:51.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Besteirol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SnIqxEKoOmI/AAAAAAAAABw/piqRdFeAqnU/s1600-h/Horizonte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SnIqxEKoOmI/AAAAAAAAABw/piqRdFeAqnU/s320/Horizonte.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364397128571959906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Porque sempre assim,
Essa dor que não tem fim.

Essa frase tava na minha cabeça ja tinha um tempão :S
TENSO...
Mas. então... Hoje pensei muito em tudoque aconteceu. Quem sabe isso não se resolva, quem sabe isso seja  passageiro ou não né.


" Que bom que seu amor me escolheu, que bom que seu sorriso trouxe a força"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-5936568122177434216?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/5936568122177434216/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/besteirol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/5936568122177434216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/5936568122177434216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/besteirol.html' title='Besteirol'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SnIqxEKoOmI/AAAAAAAAABw/piqRdFeAqnU/s72-c/Horizonte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-2592273357726973018</id><published>2009-07-17T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:48:24.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palco</title><content type='html'>Subo nesse palco
Minha alma cheira a talco,
Como bumbum de bêbe
Minha alma clara,
Só quem é clarividene, pode ver
Trago a minha banda
Só quem sabe onde pe Luanda saberá dar valor
Vale quanto pesa
Pra quem preza e o louco bumbum do tambor, do tambor

Fogo eterno pra afugentar
O inferno pra outro lugar
Fogo eterno pra consumir
O inferno fora daqui
Fora daqui, fora daqui, fora daqui!

Venho para a festa
Sei que muitos têm na testa o Deus-sol
Como um sinal, um sinal
Eu como devoto trago um cesto de alegria de quintal, de quintal

Há também um cântaro
Quem manda é Deus-música pedindo pra deixar, pra deixar
Derramar o bálsamo, faze o canto cantar

Fogo eterno pra afujentar
O inferno pra outro lugar
Fogo eterno pra consumir
O inferno fora daqui

Jorge Versilo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-2592273357726973018?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/2592273357726973018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/palco.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/2592273357726973018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/2592273357726973018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/palco.html' title='Palco'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-758747080659498370</id><published>2009-07-14T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:26:57.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor é tudo</title><content type='html'>Meu amor
eu não sei te dizer quanto dor
Mesmo a noite não sabia 
Oque o amor escondia
Minha vida
Oque fazer com minh'alma perdida?
Foi um raio de ilusão
Bem no meu coração
E veio com tudo
Dissabor e tudo
Eu sei,
eu nao sei viver sem ela
Assim um simples talvez me desespera
Ninguém pode quere bem sem ralar
Não há nada oque fazer amar é tudo

Djavan*-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-758747080659498370?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/758747080659498370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/amor-e-tudo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/758747080659498370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/758747080659498370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/amor-e-tudo.html' title='Amor é tudo'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-7095406589063246208</id><published>2009-07-13T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:00:59.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não é fácil</title><content type='html'>Não é fácil, não pensar em você
Não é fácil, é estranho
Não te contar meus planos nao te encontrar
Todo dia de manhã enquanto eu tomo meu café amargo
É, ainda boto fé de um dia te ter ao meu lado
Na verdade eu preciso aprender
Não é fácil, não é fácil

Onde você anda aonde está você?
Toda vez que saio me preparo pra talvez te ver
Na verdae eu preciso esquecer
Não é fácil,  não é fácil

Se você quisesse ia ser tão legal
Acho que seria mais feliz do que qualquer mortal
Na verdade não consigo esquecer
Não é fácil, não é fácil.



Marisa Monte !
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6sQOE_X9yI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-7095406589063246208?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/7095406589063246208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/nao-e-facil.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/7095406589063246208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/7095406589063246208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/nao-e-facil.html' title='Não é fácil'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-1307564403514362141</id><published>2009-07-13T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T13:15:14.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flores</title><content type='html'>Já me feri
No espinho daquela flor
Já lhe dei beijos
Que marcaram nosso amor
Queria ser Romeu e Julieta
No passado um sonho épico
Que eleva o ser amado, meu bem
Lhe dei amores
Venci rumores
Dessa moçada careta
Que não quer sabr amar, porém
Nunca amei ninguém
Mas você é quem
Eu que ando criando em meus sonhos
Castelos de areia
Nunca amei ninguém
Mas você é quem
Me afogava no mar
Da ilusão
Sou su sereia
Já lhe dei flores
Que brotaram em meu jardim
Você brincou de bem-me-quer
Mal quer saber de mim.

                                                                                 Flores - Banda Eva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-1307564403514362141?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/1307564403514362141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/flores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/1307564403514362141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/1307564403514362141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/flores.html' title='Flores'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-2017059469172836209</id><published>2009-07-11T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:17:57.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giulliana Tátilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SllVTbU1DbI/AAAAAAAAABY/AwyabUW5hpo/s1600-h/%27Julho.2009%27.5+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SllVTbU1DbI/AAAAAAAAABY/AwyabUW5hpo/s320/%27Julho.2009%27.5+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357407023974911410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Bom hoje eu vejo que geramos uma amizade muito forte, e como eu te falei você me inspira.
Seus olhos de criança, esse seu jeito que encanta a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;todos, &lt;/span&gt;eu vejo você como uma menina-mulher, que ás vezes sabe bem oque quer e outras vezes fica confusa.
Giulliana Tátilla só tenho a agradecer a Deus por ter te colocado em minha vida.
Obrigado por tudo, que essa amizade possa se estender por muitos anos.
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu amo você!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pode crer que tudo vai dar certo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-2017059469172836209?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/2017059469172836209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/giulliana-tatilla.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/2017059469172836209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/2017059469172836209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/giulliana-tatilla.html' title='Giulliana Tátilla'/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SllVTbU1DbI/AAAAAAAAABY/AwyabUW5hpo/s72-c/%27Julho.2009%27.5+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-725033147252714733</id><published>2009-07-09T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:27:47.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aleatoriamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlZScLDJ35I/AAAAAAAAABE/LiibC1ltcOQ/s1600-h/coracao-9112.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356559450759618450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlZScLDJ35I/AAAAAAAAABE/LiibC1ltcOQ/s320/coracao-9112.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Bom hoje eu pensei em alguma coisa pra escrever... Mas nada me veio a cabeça.
Só consiguia pensar em coisas que nao fazem sentido.
Pra falar a verdade eu to meio cansada de todo mundo escrever sobre amor sabe, o amor é muito boom e tals, mais ficar falando só dele ás vezes enjoa, fica meloso demais. Não que eu seja fria nem nada, mas acho que muita gente fala de amor sem nem mesmo saber oque é.
Mas ao mesmo tempo o amor é a melhor coisa a se falar, um sentimento tão puro e verdadeiro e tão raro de sentir.
Agora, o amor mais verdadeiro que existe é o amor que veem de Deus!



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Ilusão,
Imaginar você pra mim, você jamais me olhou,
Sequer pensou que meu olhar fosse de amor.
Coração dispara sempre que te vê
Eu mal posso entender como é bom te querer
Como eu posso ter coragem pra falar dessa paixão
Eu sei que vou morrer se você me disser não
Então fico a sonhar com teu olhar
E você dizendo sim
E o primeiro beijo de amor sem fim.

Te amo tanto
E não sei mais, como é que eu vou viver em paz
Se tudo que eu preciso é respirar teu ar
Te amo tanto e sem querer
Mas sei que posso te perder
Pra alguém sem tanto amor
Mas sem temer falar
Então fico a sonhar
Com teu olhar
E você dizendo sim,
E o primeiro beijo de amor sem fim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3917948588772961927-4070759373511712081?l=rhayodesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/feeds/4070759373511712081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/ilusao-ilusao-imaginar-voce-pra-mim.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/4070759373511712081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3917948588772961927/posts/default/4070759373511712081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhayodesol.blogspot.com/2009/07/ilusao-ilusao-imaginar-voce-pra-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>RMPV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07574623850273233740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tdei2ha7Pfs/SlJ57__5PGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6XHXVGaVDLQ/S220/DSC00139.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3917948588772961927.post-4720959209600565578</id><published>2009-07-07T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:19:40.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Impshs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conotoções

&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simplifiquei&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a tão esperada poesia,
Que de longos dias antes eu dizia,
Para que parasse de tudo eu fazia,
Ou simplimente tornasse tudo fantasia.

Perdi-me em seus longos braços,
Observo-lhe todos os belos traços,
Minhas letras ou suas linhas,
Que contornavam tudo que tinhas.

Hoje passei você pra minha memória,
Recordo tudo que aconteceu qualquer hora,
Caneta, papel, tinteiro: rasguei e joguei fora.

Lembro ainda de tudo que era pra ser,
Aprisionadoem ti, nada mais quis querer,
Tornou-se fantasia o sonho se fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
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