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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-8173035553192372271</id><published>2010-02-21T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:58:29.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Swell Season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OSRsZSHyS0&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6OSRsZSHyS0&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;muito bom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-8173035553192372271?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8173035553192372271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-5080757126147492979</id><published>2009-11-05T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:24:01.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;no meio de tanta coisa linda que me escrevem as vezes recebo algo que nula todas as belas e doces palavras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;bom e assim vamos seguindo, quem se arrisca a dizer a proxima canção?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-5080757126147492979?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' 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style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que vendiam em minha rua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O sol não queimaria tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;meu rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, ou pelo menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; eu nem sentiria e não reclamasse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E se as pessoas se abraçassem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sem pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que amanhã elas podem não ter esse abraço?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não se privariam de abraçar ainda mais o&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sem esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que ele as abraçasse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A lua apareceria mais aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;no meu céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;e as estrelas me brilhariam mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Um oceano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;num copo d’água&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;como na minha canção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tentando dizer que o que está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;transbordando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aqui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;é tudo que tenho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O sol que me aquece, o amor que me acalma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;a pressa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que me apressa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Nothing's gonna change my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-9122165989905455563?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/9122165989905455563/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=9122165989905455563' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/9122165989905455563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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pra entender&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;A primeira vez que sinto&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Todas as palavras bonitas no meu coração.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-1851924113492626816?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1851924113492626816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=1851924113492626816' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1851924113492626816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1851924113492626816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2009/07/normal-0-21-false-false-false-pt-br-x.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-8698725994376991693</id><published>2009-07-03T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:41:52.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Pra me proteger do brilho do sol eu semi fecho meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Mas não fecho meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;o sol me abraça&lt;br /&gt;Pra me proteger do frio eu visto meu melhor casaco&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre me lembro daqueles que não tem um&lt;br /&gt;Hoje fiz uma doação, doei meus agasalhos que não uso&lt;br /&gt;E o meu melhor abraço&lt;br /&gt;Pra me proteger da solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-8698725994376991693?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8698725994376991693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=8698725994376991693' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/8698725994376991693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SjpoMKmG5EI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/hC7vuWSDWnM/s1600-h/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SjpoMKmG5EI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/hC7vuWSDWnM/s400/IMG_0634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348702065667793986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Meu amigo tem nome de poesia&lt;br /&gt;Vive sorrindo, cantando, sonhando e fazendo todo mundo feliz&lt;br /&gt;Ele é genial, porque me ensinou a sorrir do mundo.&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Alma pura e livre&lt;br /&gt;Porque sabe voar como ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Assim só trás coisas boas&lt;br /&gt;Porque me disseram que no céu, tudo tem mais cor e é puro.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso poucas pessoas podem voar, assim como o meu amigo.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Obrigada pela força de todos os dias e por você valorizar cada pedaço de vida, admiro as pessoas assim como você é, verdadeiro, um grande amigo. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;O Dandy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-5104766499443890252?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5104766499443890252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=5104766499443890252' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5104766499443890252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5104766499443890252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2009/06/meu-amigo-tem-nome-de-poesia-vive.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SjpoMKmG5EI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/hC7vuWSDWnM/s72-c/IMG_0634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-1227861956570295894</id><published>2009-01-22T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:45:17.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;na Augusta com a Paranaguá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;algo estendido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;uma núvem no chão cor de carvão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;um salto no céu como um pássaro, mas não &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;sol e tempestade, sombra de silêncio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;olhos maiores e mãos postas, no rosto, no bolso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;cor de espanto, sorte ao vento e uma lembrança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;nada acaba enquanto dura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;som da primavera, vento de inverno no verão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;curva que inversa a mais bela reta na multidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-1227861956570295894?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1227861956570295894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=1227861956570295894' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1227861956570295894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1227861956570295894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2009/01/na-augusta-com-paranagu-algo-estendido.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-9056769280580865555</id><published>2009-01-01T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:21:20.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;E se em teus olhos couberem os meus sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;é sinal que vamos ser ainda mais felizes&lt;br /&gt;depois do antes, agora tudo colorido&lt;br /&gt;em 2009, mais um sonho se inicia&lt;br /&gt;e eu?!&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais serei como ontem&lt;br /&gt;Um futuro, muito bom por ter uma doçura vista com as mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-9056769280580865555?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/9056769280580865555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=9056769280580865555' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/9056769280580865555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Se chorei, se sofri, se sorri, se pulei de tanta alegria ou se quis pular de tanta tristeza, tenho um mundo só meu, onde carrego toda minha vida e por toda ela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completar mais um ano de vida é sinal de que ainda tenho muito disso pra levar adiante, junto com meu mundo de sonhos e vontades, uma força maior que o universo agora me ergue e me sinto ainda mais forte e meu coração acelera, parece que levito de tão boa essa energia e sensação, o sol brilha hoje mais do que todos os dias desse ano, pra fechar os dias de 12 meses eu precisava completar mais um pra amanhã acordar me sentindo ainda mais capaz! Hoje vai ter lua cheia e um céu cheio de estrelas!! Simmm! Vou vê-lo como nunca vi, porque hoje, exatamente hoje eu sou a pessoa mais feliz de todo universo de constelações!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-8090036332564056660?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8090036332564056660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=8090036332564056660' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/8090036332564056660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/8090036332564056660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-jude.html' title='Hey Jude!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-4954670892225249934</id><published>2008-12-26T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T04:13:13.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SVTKBVf-1VI/AAAAAAAAAUY/n5SsDsFSG2o/s1600-h/guardasois2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284070387112400210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SVTKBVf-1VI/AAAAAAAAAUY/n5SsDsFSG2o/s400/guardasois2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nothing's gonna change my world!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;FELIZ 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;...felicidade sim!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-4954670892225249934?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4954670892225249934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=4954670892225249934' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4954670892225249934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4954670892225249934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/12/nothings-gonna-change-my-world-feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SVTKBVf-1VI/AAAAAAAAAUY/n5SsDsFSG2o/s72-c/guardasois2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-6097617000880441659</id><published>2008-10-07T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:03:33.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;um ponto&lt;br /&gt;começa tudo do sim&lt;br /&gt;e o começo vira meio e o meio se desfaz&lt;br /&gt;como uma pétala que cai&lt;br /&gt;o vento levanta e leva ao topo de qualquer mundo&lt;br /&gt;o silencio é sim, meu barulho preferido&lt;br /&gt;sempre escuto uma canção quando me calo&lt;br /&gt;a mais bela, que me deixa assim tão bem quanto antes&lt;br /&gt;levanto as mãos e sinto a tarde me deixar, o frio destrói&lt;br /&gt;destrói tudo que de mim não cabe&lt;br /&gt;se tudo agora é normal como antes&lt;br /&gt;é sinal que chegou o fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ja entendi.resposta torta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-6097617000880441659?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6097617000880441659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=6097617000880441659' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6097617000880441659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6097617000880441659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/10/um-ponto-comea-tudo-do-sim-e-o-comeo.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-2828313427447527073</id><published>2008-08-08T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T06:56:08.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ontem a noite foi dela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxQRgeDXDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/u9lpzVwBN8o/s1600-h/DSC04036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232145128801655858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxQRgeDXDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/u9lpzVwBN8o/s400/DSC04036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxPsOPoZYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Yc6COgarlQU/s1600-h/DSC04034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232144488254170498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxPsOPoZYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Yc6COgarlQU/s400/DSC04034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxPC9Y3BKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/d7WPVq3eEx4/s1600-h/DSC04033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232143779354838178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxPC9Y3BKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/d7WPVq3eEx4/s400/DSC04033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxOlaR6d9I/AAAAAAAAAOE/MprwRJVmgi0/s1600-h/DSC04024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232143271714256850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxOlaR6d9I/AAAAAAAAAOE/MprwRJVmgi0/s400/DSC04024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxNyzAuVAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/SGAsvX9nsfE/s1600-h/DSC04022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232142402179716098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxNyzAuVAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/SGAsvX9nsfE/s400/DSC04022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ontem fui ao show do Fred Martins que por sinal curto demais e para minha grande e maravilhosa surpresa estava lá tocando com ele a Simone Soul que adoro, uma instrumentista que admiro muito! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Foi muito gostoso o show, como os outros do Fred que já tive o prazer de ir. Participação especiais de Rita Maria, Adonai, Kleber Albuquerque e Eliana Pristes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Energia muito boa!&lt;br /&gt;Mas a noite foi dela, Simone Soul a melhor percussionista do Brasil, na minha opinião!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-2828313427447527073?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2828313427447527073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=2828313427447527073' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2828313427447527073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2828313427447527073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/08/ontem-noite-foi-dela.html' title='ontem a noite foi dela'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJxQRgeDXDI/AAAAAAAAAOc/u9lpzVwBN8o/s72-c/DSC04036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-9090269665151942500</id><published>2008-08-06T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T07:00:36.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJmuJkH5v2I/AAAAAAAAANs/Jb_3njRflrw/s1600-h/capa_roberta_campos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231403921506418530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJmuJkH5v2I/AAAAAAAAANs/Jb_3njRflrw/s400/capa_roberta_campos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou deixar o link para o download do meu CD "Para Aquelas Perguntas Tortas" está postado nesse blog: &lt;a href="http://umquetenha.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://umquetenha.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só procurar pelo meu nome ; Roberta Campos (sorriso)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um beijo e depois quando der...criei outro blog !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://paraaquelasperguntastortas.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://paraaquelasperguntastortas.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque outro?! Sei não, deu vontade e o fiz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hummmm! Dia bom pra se feliz!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Vou ser feliz e já volto"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-9090269665151942500?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/9090269665151942500/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=9090269665151942500' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/9090269665151942500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/9090269665151942500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/08/vou-deixar-o-link-para-o-download-do.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SJmuJkH5v2I/AAAAAAAAANs/Jb_3njRflrw/s72-c/capa_roberta_campos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-1980940317565523584</id><published>2008-07-29T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:17:39.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz sua vida inteira...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SI_ADopPoTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cdK5eW1ByNg/s1600-h/DSC_1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228608861082984754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SI_ADopPoTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cdK5eW1ByNg/s400/DSC_1373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A gente nasce pra ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;A gente cresce pra ser feliz e vive pra felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Comemoramos cada segundo nossas vitórias e assim somos vencedores a cada passo que damos&lt;br /&gt;A cada sorriso uma lembrança boa, e as lágrimas quando vêm são de alegrias&lt;br /&gt;Dores não existem e os sonhos são tão lindos e puros que parece que temos asas, pois voamos&lt;br /&gt;Voamos alto, bem alto e em direção de todas as coisas mais belas da vida&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh a vida, aquela que complicamos, mas é a coisa mais divina de Deus, do universo&lt;br /&gt;Você nasceu e agora comemoramos a sua vinda, desejando assim que a felicidade ande junto de você a cada segundo de sua existência e por toda eternidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Feliz Aniversário Carol, que você seja feliz da vida e a vida feliz de você!&lt;br /&gt;Te amo minha amiga mais querida, desejo tudo de melhor do mundo a você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Siga sempre, pela estrada de fazer o sonho acontecer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Roberta_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-1980940317565523584?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SI_ADopPoTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/cdK5eW1ByNg/s72-c/DSC_1373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-880419929289549823</id><published>2008-07-28T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T06:32:02.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Yglvu_99ws/SI3IMoUtFoI/AAAAAAAAABE/TWt0Av4tfa8/s1600-h/carol+anivers%C3%A1rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228054861755258498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4Yglvu_99ws/SI3IMoUtFoI/AAAAAAAAABE/TWt0Av4tfa8/s400/carol+anivers%C3%A1rio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Essa semana é dela, minha amiga mais querida Carol, aniversariante!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Obrigada pelos dias especiais do seu lado! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-880419929289549823?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/880419929289549823/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=880419929289549823' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/880419929289549823'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;E o que quiser de mim eu dou&lt;br /&gt;Mas do mundo não sei o que quero mais&lt;br /&gt;Algumas lágrimas que descem e ardem não podiam estar em mim&lt;br /&gt;Frio, muito frio&lt;br /&gt;Acabei com seus problemas e os trouxe pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Trouxe a volta de um sentimento que vai e vem com muita facilidade&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser budista?!&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser, quero ser muito mais do que sou, quero ser feliz todo dia&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser maior, quero crescer, te dar a mão e ficar na janela observando os pássaros&lt;br /&gt;Deixei nossa porta aberta, não demora de chegar&lt;br /&gt;Não demora pra eu te ver aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-6419858349071071382?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6419858349071071382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=6419858349071071382' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6419858349071071382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6419858349071071382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/07/e-o-que-quiser-de-mim-eu-dou-mas-o-que.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-8188438925327841478</id><published>2008-07-20T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T12:38:45.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Só um dia é muito pouco&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro o resto deles&lt;br /&gt;Sem me preocupar que amanhã será alguma coisa&lt;br /&gt;Hoje pra você, amanhã e o sempre também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-8188438925327841478?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8188438925327841478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-135947436029754233</id><published>2008-07-20T05:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T05:24:51.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dia corridinho&lt;br /&gt;Corre pra lá, corre pra cá e chega&lt;br /&gt;Compra, leva, busca, recolhe, limpa e som...&lt;br /&gt;Almoço...sento e descanso, hora de ir&lt;br /&gt;Compro, preencho, volto, olho, escuto, casa&lt;br /&gt;TV, filme, risada, café, cafuné&lt;br /&gt;Frio, calor, frio, calor, cochilo&lt;br /&gt;Saudade, amor, carinho, sorriso, cabelo bagunçado&lt;br /&gt;Banho, pijama, luz da TV, sonho com você e acordo pra mais um dia corridinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-135947436029754233?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/135947436029754233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=135947436029754233' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/135947436029754233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/135947436029754233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/07/dia-corridinho-corre-pra-l-corre-pra-c.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-3009143490615435097</id><published>2008-07-19T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T12:33:37.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma conversa depois do soluço! Eleanor ainda está aqui!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SIJBQuLEwzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cjcrXYygQq0/s1600-h/robertaaa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224810273231389490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SIJBQuLEwzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cjcrXYygQq0/s400/robertaaa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;_Não precisa de tanto drama, você espera, esperar só não basta, a gente tem que buscar as coisas, pessoas também, buscar a nós mesmos!&lt;br /&gt;_Eu sei, é que sempre espero que você sinta que preciso das duas partes de mim.&lt;br /&gt;_Você esquece que eu sou você, me coloca nome, sobrenome só pra me perder de vez em sempre.&lt;br /&gt;_Perco pra encontrar....&lt;br /&gt;_Faça como o sol, nasça todo dia, cada hora em algum lugar, mas sempre nasça, sempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ele declamo todas as minhas vontades&lt;br /&gt;Canção de tarde, canção de coisas boas e de tudo junto&lt;br /&gt;Pego o violão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;mais uma dose de amor, adeus solidão!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3009143490615435097?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3009143490615435097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3009143490615435097' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3009143490615435097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3009143490615435097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/07/uma-conversa-depois-do-soluo-eleanor.html' title='Uma conversa depois do soluço! Eleanor ainda está aqui!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SIJBQuLEwzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cjcrXYygQq0/s72-c/robertaaa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-922488487771744632</id><published>2008-07-17T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:46:23.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A volta de Eleanor Rigby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Dias e dias eu a esperei e ela não vinha, não vinha....&lt;br /&gt;Tive várias perguntas e assim fiquei, sem repostas de mim&lt;br /&gt;Até que um som veio da porta e como um susto, meu coração acelerou&lt;br /&gt;A peça que faltava na minha semana&lt;br /&gt;Mas até isso tive que receber um sorriso e um abraço&lt;br /&gt;Como uma pausa que simula um silêncio, mas o silencio não existia&lt;br /&gt;Era na verdade a volta do meu eu, que achei que tinha me esquecido, mas não&lt;br /&gt;Só demorou porque eu me esqueci de sentir, que dois em um, se tornam UM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Alma ferida, fagulha partida&lt;br /&gt;Sentido dobrado e a mão paralisa&lt;br /&gt;Som de recado, braço cruzado&lt;br /&gt;Frase incompleta e dor&lt;br /&gt;Sonho apagado, cor de nada&lt;br /&gt;Céu escuro como o não&lt;br /&gt;Tardia a certeza, mas certa que sim&lt;br /&gt;Tardio os gestos, mas querendo tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lembra o tempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que você sentia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e sentir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;era a forma mais sábia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de saber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e você nem sabia?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Alice Ruiz)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-922488487771744632?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/922488487771744632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=922488487771744632' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/922488487771744632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/922488487771744632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/07/volta-de-eleonor-rigby.html' title='A volta de Eleanor Rigby!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-2983747119460350189</id><published>2008-07-16T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T19:20:43.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SH6rqQlSLUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/6q3wcxa8xM0/s1600-h/roberts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223801360290557250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SH6rqQlSLUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/6q3wcxa8xM0/s400/roberts2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;dias tão longos, estranhos comuns&lt;br /&gt;dias que esqueço, que amanheceu mais um&lt;br /&gt;dias que perco, que vão e vem em mim&lt;br /&gt;dias que sofro e sou feliz ate o fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dias que proponho&lt;br /&gt;dias dos meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;dias que se passam&lt;br /&gt;como chuva de verão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-2983747119460350189?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2983747119460350189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=2983747119460350189' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-936437239804256243</id><published>2008-07-16T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T12:55:14.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Para Thales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caro amigo,&lt;br /&gt;Faz tempo que não te escrevo e há tempos não te vejo&lt;br /&gt;Hoje me lembrei de ti e do quanto sinto falta das nossas “prosas”&lt;br /&gt;Falta do silencio que não existe na tua presença&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta dos teus sonhos e a cabeça nas nuvens como a quem só deseja ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Do banquinho sinto saudade, onde passávamos horas falando de como a vida é&lt;br /&gt;De como a gente queria e queremos vencer e continuar sonhando&lt;br /&gt;De tantos sonhos os nossos tomaram caminhos opostos&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo tão distante eu ainda sinto bem perto e forte a nossa amizade&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por me esperar por todo o tempo para me dar um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Por sempre estar presente em minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da sua sempre amiga,&lt;br /&gt;Roberta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-936437239804256243?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/936437239804256243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=936437239804256243' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/936437239804256243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/936437239804256243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/07/para-thales-caro-amigo-faz-tempo-que-no.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-8402840237183731655</id><published>2008-07-15T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T12:53:51.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ao meu poeta preferido:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Não me deixe sem tuas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe sem tuas frases perfeitas&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixe nesta ausência de carinhos poéticos&lt;br /&gt;Não se afaste do meu som, não se afaste do meu silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Sem suas poesias eu não mais existo&lt;br /&gt;Pois nelas me vejo e me recrio&lt;br /&gt;Pois delas invento os sons&lt;br /&gt;Por elas os sinos dobram e os dias se tornam perfeitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-8402840237183731655?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8402840237183731655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=8402840237183731655' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/8402840237183731655'/><link rel='self' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222962163054633474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SHuwajQtYgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1Xy3GvYP5n0/s400/DSC01426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; O AMOR QUE TENHO POR VOCÊ É O QUE EU TENHO DE MELHOR!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Por você meu amor, eu faço tudo&lt;br /&gt;Faço canção, poesia e fico em silencio&lt;br /&gt;Com você, nem mais um segundo de solidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por você meu amor, eu faço tudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SHuvl1sPUmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/79UoTN95fmY/s1600-h/amor+da+minha+vida.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SHuwajQtYgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1Xy3GvYP5n0/s72-c/DSC01426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-4792689434375762793</id><published>2008-07-11T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T16:28:46.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Manhãs de me perder&lt;br /&gt;Silencio de calar espanto&lt;br /&gt;Sorriso de lavar a alma&lt;br /&gt;Dor de se curar com amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solidão que se vai com um abraço&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas que cessam com tua mão sobre a minha&lt;br /&gt;Carência que se cura com lembranças boas&lt;br /&gt;Poesias que me recriam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-4792689434375762793?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4792689434375762793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=4792689434375762793' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4792689434375762793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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amanhã será diferente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminho por ruas&lt;br /&gt;Caminho pelas ruas do meu pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Caminho nas nuvens que rodeiam minhas palavras&lt;br /&gt;E só!&lt;br /&gt;E espero o dia de juntar-me com meu outro eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver, ah a vida!&lt;br /&gt;Que bela e complicada&lt;br /&gt;Aprender a cada dia&lt;br /&gt;Construir dias diferentes, às vezes parece não ser tão fácil assim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3004235376840325754?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3004235376840325754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3004235376840325754' title='2 Comentários'/><link 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href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SHY-fMes25I/AAAAAAAAALw/RR3fyyNEMP4/s1600-h/APRES._SESC_09-07-08_(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221429523629530002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SHY-fMes25I/AAAAAAAAALw/RR3fyyNEMP4/s400/APRES._SESC_09-07-08_(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CANTO...&lt;br /&gt;E É DO MEU CANTO QUE DEIXO BROTAR O QUE SOU&lt;br /&gt;SOU PARTE DO QUE SINTO E SINTO PARTE DE MIM&lt;br /&gt;SOU UM CANTO QUE DEIXO E ME VOU SEM QUE ELE SE PERCA&lt;br /&gt;SOU CANTO DE UM CANTO, DA PAZ FELIZ E DE TUDO QUE ME VÊM&lt;br /&gt;SOU O SOL, SOU O CÉU, SOU O MAR E A IMENSIDÃO DE TODA MINHA VIDA&lt;br /&gt;SOU, SOMENTE SOU, QUANDO CANTO, SOU AQUI TODA VIDA E O AMOR &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para o meu Canto em Cena, com amor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-2623773379341112440?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2623773379341112440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=2623773379341112440' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2623773379341112440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2623773379341112440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/07/canto.html' 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SGa7ayjptlI/AAAAAAAAALo/jkPV3g22Pbc/s400/flyer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-836663465380836325?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/836663465380836325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=836663465380836325' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/836663465380836325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#999999;"&gt;pensando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia que acordo sinto que existe uma diferença, mesmo que não veja exatamente o quê. Hoje fiquei pensando, tanta coisa que a gente vive nesta vida, quantas pessoas vêm, vão, quantos nomes, quantos rostos, quantos sentimentos, quantos carinhos, quantas brigas, quantas tristezas, quantas alegrias e os dias passando, cada dia a gente acorda e um novo dia se inicia e às vezes nem percebemos que as coisas mudam a cada segundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta manhã enquanto caminhava eu olhava para as pessoas e achava tão estranho, pensava o que nos diferencia dos outros, se temos um corpo, cabeça, braço, pensamos, amamos, odiamos, comemos, enfim, a gente faz a mesma coisa, temos nariz, boca, cabelo...claro que de um jeito, de outro, tamanhos, formas, cores...mas é tão estranho...sim pensamos diferente também, mas no final eu sinto tudo tão igual...Que nem mesmo as vezes me pego pensando no meu nome: _Roberta, Roberta...Acho estranho por alguns segundos, parece que falo o nome de alguém, não o meu, como se eu não tivesse nome e essa pessoa não fosse eu, daí os segundos terminam e eu já acho normal novamente! Pensei também o quanto é estranho você caminhar sem sair do lugar, olhando as pessoas lá fora e andando, às vezes mais rápido que elas, correndo e não indo a lugar algum...hehehe Que loco, como diria a Lilián!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando me sentindo um tanto estranha, escuto muitas músicas tristes, me sinto bem, mas como um tantinho do que ouço. Tenho feito muitas canções, muitas, parece que estou me reinventando, ou me encontrando finalmente! Estou feliz, mas com um pontinho de tristeza, ainda não sei exatamente porque, não tenho motivo pra isso, mas como tudo acontece, como os dias que até citei acima, logo passa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto falta de algumas coisas, logo agora que o frio está tão gélido, parece que meu coração fica frio também, acho que to precisando de mais carinho! Todos os tipos e de todas as partes...carinho do dia, da noite, do sol, da lua, do vento e até das palavras que não me vêm agora. Carinho da saudade, da solidão e da multidão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3686982518184036803?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3686982518184036803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3686982518184036803' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3686982518184036803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3686982518184036803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/pensando.html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-168172782415285100</id><published>2008-06-23T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:50:14.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;O medo me deixou, junto com varias coisas&lt;br /&gt;Eu pensei que fosse mais fácil&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que no escuro eu me sentiria mais perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;Achei que seria fácil, até apagar a luz e meu coração disparar&lt;br /&gt;Até o som das pessoas na rua me deixarem confusa e sozinha&lt;br /&gt;Até o dia em que eu me encontrasse com tudo o que é certo&lt;br /&gt;Até o instante que eu soltasse todas as palavras que tenho&lt;br /&gt;Até levar todos meus sonhos ao topo de mim&lt;br /&gt;Até o momento sem fim, até minha ultima esperança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-1066613498506569469</id><published>2008-06-23T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:20:14.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;contando as horas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luas de Inverno são pra me salvar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-1066613498506569469?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-7074591569077563974</id><published>2008-06-22T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:28:45.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;por favor&lt;br /&gt;não me aperte tanto assim&lt;br /&gt;tenha cuidado, pega leve&lt;br /&gt;olha onde pisa&lt;br /&gt;isso é meu coração&lt;br /&gt;meu ganha-pão&lt;br /&gt;instrumento de trabalho,&lt;br /&gt;meio de vida, profissão&lt;br /&gt;meu arroz com feijão&lt;br /&gt;meu passaporte&lt;br /&gt;para qualquer parte&lt;br /&gt;para qualquer arte&lt;br /&gt;não machuque esse meu coração&lt;br /&gt;preciso dele&lt;br /&gt;para me levar a Marte&lt;br /&gt;sem sair do chão&lt;br /&gt;não me aperte&lt;br /&gt;não machuque&lt;br /&gt;tome cuidado&lt;br /&gt;eu vivo disso&lt;br /&gt;poesia, sonhos&lt;br /&gt;e outras canções&lt;br /&gt;sem emoção&lt;br /&gt;morro de fome&lt;br /&gt;sinto muito&lt;br /&gt;mas não há nada&lt;br /&gt;que eu possa fazer&lt;br /&gt;sem coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;É DURO TER CORAÇÃO MOLE  (Alice Ruiz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Essa poesia foi musicada por Itamar Assumpção!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-7074591569077563974?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7074591569077563974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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pra mim, achei um link por acaso do show que a Alanis veio fazer no Brasil em 1999, onde me encontrei com o amor da minha vida e a minha vida ganhou uma lembrança e uma alegria única! FELICIDADE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Me emocionei na canção que cito em “Não Vá Mais Embora” (eu coloco a nossa música pra ficar mais tranqüilo...) That I Would Be Good, que veio tão bem ao meu ouvido com um pedido de namoro e encheu meu coração de muita felicidade e nunca me esquecerei desse dia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Estou aqui, neste dia frio, tomando meu chá da tarde, ouvindo That I Would Be Good e pensando no quanto a vida nos trás momentos de felicidade e o quando a gente é idiota e às vezes tende a não ser feliz! É simples, só ser!!! Fico aqui com minha lembranças e esperando o meu amor chegar em casa para que eu possa pela terceira ou quarta vez desta sexta-feira dizer que o amo e mostrar o que de tão especial eu encontrei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Deixe o amor entrar na sua vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Acho que por isso escuto os discos novos da Alanis, vejo a figura que hoje ela têm e fico um pouco triste, sei que todos temos que buscar a felicidade, mas me pergunto, será que ela não mais fará uma canção pra marcar a minha vida?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ainda tenho esperança!! Volta Alanis?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;E viva a Internet!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-2722959252437799023?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2722959252437799023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=2722959252437799023' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2722959252437799023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2722959252437799023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/hoje-um-dia-muito-especial-pra-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFvwpflg-1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/MZ_qt7pRf1E/s72-c/Alanis%2520Morissette_JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-439886588354823809</id><published>2008-06-17T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:01:32.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFfRWU7GMTI/AAAAAAAAALA/qr2kMQD961g/s1600-h/DSC03743.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Acordei sentimental!!!&lt;br /&gt;Choro por ouvir belas canções&lt;br /&gt;Em ler belos versos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho pela janela o céu! E meu coração bate rápido&lt;br /&gt;Vejo os livros na estante e quero ler tudo outra vez&lt;br /&gt;Me pego lembrando de algumas coisas e sinto vontades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vontade de tudo e nada juntos&lt;br /&gt;Do vento que me faz lembrar Minas&lt;br /&gt;Dos dias perfeitos e da minha saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorriso bom, com lágrimas de saudade e felicidade!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-439886588354823809?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/439886588354823809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=439886588354823809' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/439886588354823809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/439886588354823809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/acordei-sentimental-choro-por-ouvir.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-3583638256854910617</id><published>2008-06-15T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T12:19:51.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sideral!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVrQDpx08I/AAAAAAAAAK4/zhmVOGDiHaA/s1600-h/DSC03838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212190067353834434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVrQDpx08I/AAAAAAAAAK4/zhmVOGDiHaA/s400/DSC03838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVquaw_uLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jEtL60i-bi0/s1600-h/DSC03837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212189489442568370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVquaw_uLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jEtL60i-bi0/s400/DSC03837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVqSG4EDuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6ReD6P2vIMo/s1600-h/DSC03833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212189003067166434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVqSG4EDuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6ReD6P2vIMo/s400/DSC03833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVpVfGKz9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/h820xhRRmKE/s1600-h/DSC03832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212187961596760018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVpVfGKz9I/AAAAAAAAAKg/h820xhRRmKE/s400/DSC03832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVo-LNAVEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EaBZaRodEtI/s1600-h/DSC03831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212187561119732802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVo-LNAVEI/AAAAAAAAAKY/EaBZaRodEtI/s400/DSC03831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3583638256854910617?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3583638256854910617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3583638256854910617' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3583638256854910617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3583638256854910617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/sideral.html' title='Sideral!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVrQDpx08I/AAAAAAAAAK4/zhmVOGDiHaA/s72-c/DSC03838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-7473960989620145199</id><published>2008-06-15T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T11:43:09.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malluuuuu!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVipkvpLHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tqxrvj75TzU/s1600-h/DSC03804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212180610128882802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVipkvpLHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tqxrvj75TzU/s400/DSC03804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFViF2ugUYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Ei3wuspzVL0/s1600-h/DSC03802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212179996480655746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFViF2ugUYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Ei3wuspzVL0/s400/DSC03802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVhq66IKLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/V2_sopShbLE/s1600-h/DSC03799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212179533746677938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVhq66IKLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/V2_sopShbLE/s400/DSC03799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVhP-oyBDI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Eo-YNzTqBps/s1600-h/DSC03795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212179070891197490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVhP-oyBDI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Eo-YNzTqBps/s400/DSC03795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVgwu_kjXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oTlhTK61Op8/s1600-h/DSC03794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212178534115872114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVgwu_kjXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oTlhTK61Op8/s400/DSC03794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-7473960989620145199?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7473960989620145199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=7473960989620145199' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7473960989620145199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7473960989620145199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/malluuuuu.html' title='Malluuuuu!!!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SFVipkvpLHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tqxrvj75TzU/s72-c/DSC03804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-2962510317869908319</id><published>2008-06-09T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:42:21.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1rIo3-G7I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Jf6MLYURMUs/s1600-h/DSC03771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209938140092832690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1rIo3-G7I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Jf6MLYURMUs/s400/DSC03771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1p-dQCQ-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/l5bjagIxPRQ/s1600-h/DSC03775.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;E o pulso ainda pulsa!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Um dos melhores shows da minha vida!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1pdEae2xI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pilHXMm2Quc/s1600-h/DSC03770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209936292059470610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1pdEae2xI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pilHXMm2Quc/s400/DSC03770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1orxkdUGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-1AeHp_aV-E/s1600-h/DSC03775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209935445187448930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1orxkdUGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-1AeHp_aV-E/s400/DSC03775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1oK0nyxbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZalWSNDFexE/s1600-h/DSC03772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209934879071061426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1oK0nyxbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZalWSNDFexE/s400/DSC03772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1nrn4vr-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/6xcaQtg1rvU/s1600-h/DSC03767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209934343076556770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1nrn4vr-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/6xcaQtg1rvU/s400/DSC03767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1nG95qt3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UK3X3tmrLd0/s1600-h/DSC03774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209933713330845554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1nG95qt3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/UK3X3tmrLd0/s400/DSC03774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209932978474825394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1mcMWVtrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1XL5t052laY/s400/DSC03773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; e a gente ainda subiu no palco e ficou ali pertinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-2962510317869908319?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2962510317869908319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=2962510317869908319' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2962510317869908319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2962510317869908319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-o-pulso-ainda-pulsa-um-dos-melhores.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SE1rIo3-G7I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Jf6MLYURMUs/s72-c/DSC03771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-5434820133279475506</id><published>2008-06-08T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T04:44:27.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SEvF_yno4xI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QHgFcF_2ZwE/s1600-h/amorinfinito.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209475093694571282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SEvF_yno4xI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QHgFcF_2ZwE/s320/amorinfinito.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amo vc amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-5434820133279475506?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5434820133279475506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=5434820133279475506' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5434820133279475506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5434820133279475506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/amo-vc-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SEvF_yno4xI/AAAAAAAAAIY/QHgFcF_2ZwE/s72-c/amorinfinito.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-1423490398479425070</id><published>2008-06-08T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T04:49:46.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu às vezes penso que estou enganada, que vejo tudo distorcido, mas no fundo acabo descobrindo que eu é que não quero assim! Pra poder guardar um passado que me fez muito bem, muito bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Como acho que esse poema diz o que sinto nesse exato momento, o repito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade doce&lt;br /&gt;Bem doce&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixa parar de lembrar&lt;br /&gt;De sentir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade doce&lt;br /&gt;Que não para de bater junto com meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Não me deixa nem ao dormir&lt;br /&gt;Sonho com a saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade sem nome e com ele&lt;br /&gt;Saudade sem forma e com um grito&lt;br /&gt;Saudade sem dor e com um forte aperto no peito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade de tudo e de nada&lt;br /&gt;Apenas saudade&lt;br /&gt;Saudade doce&lt;br /&gt;Bem doce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daí a pouco vêm a música e me salva de todos meus demônios e espécies dele...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-1423490398479425070?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1423490398479425070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=1423490398479425070' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1423490398479425070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1423490398479425070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-algumas-coisas-no-tenho-mais-vontade.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-5413034370804354411</id><published>2008-06-07T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T05:35:25.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SEqAeXe7V9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/C4ziMwWhf1k/s1600-h/apenas-uma-vez-poster01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209117178195564498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SEqAeXe7V9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/C4ziMwWhf1k/s400/apenas-uma-vez-poster01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o melhor filme do ano pra mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-5413034370804354411?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5413034370804354411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=5413034370804354411' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5413034370804354411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5413034370804354411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-melhor-filme-do-ano-pra-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SEqAeXe7V9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/C4ziMwWhf1k/s72-c/apenas-uma-vez-poster01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-1978659670841837991</id><published>2008-06-07T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T05:53:33.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;só precisei de alguns minutos sentada aqui, pra entender que nem sempre as atitudes são pelo que a gente sente!parece que algo se partiu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-1978659670841837991?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1978659670841837991/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=1978659670841837991' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1978659670841837991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1978659670841837991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/s-precisei-de-alguns-minutos-sentada.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-9207956017600117012</id><published>2008-06-06T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T06:24:08.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Em caso de dor ponha gelo&lt;br /&gt;Mude o corte de cabelo&lt;br /&gt;Mude como modelo&lt;br /&gt;Vá ao cinema, dê um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que amarelo, esqueça seu cotovelo&lt;br /&gt;Se amargo foi já ter sido&lt;br /&gt;Troque já esse vestido&lt;br /&gt;Troque o padrão do tecido&lt;br /&gt;Saia do sério, deixe os critérios&lt;br /&gt;Siga todos os sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Faça fazer sentido&lt;br /&gt;A cada mil lágrimas sai um milagre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caso de tristeza vire a mesa&lt;br /&gt;Coma só a sobremesa, coma somente a cereja&lt;br /&gt;Jogue para cima, faça cena&lt;br /&gt;Cante as rimas de um poema&lt;br /&gt;Sofra penas, viva apenas&lt;br /&gt;Sendo só fissura ou loucura&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe casando cura&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém sabe o que procura&lt;br /&gt;Faça uma novena, reze um terço&lt;br /&gt;Caia fora do contexto, invente seu endereço&lt;br /&gt;A cada mil lágrimas sai um milagre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se apesar de banal&lt;br /&gt;Chorar for inevitável&lt;br /&gt;Sinta o gosto do sal, do sal, do sal&lt;br /&gt;Sinta o gosto do sal&lt;br /&gt;Gota a gota, uma a uma&lt;br /&gt;Duas, três, dez, cem, mil lágrimas sinta o milagre&lt;br /&gt;A cada mil lágrimas sai um milagre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alice Ruiz) - Milágrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-9207956017600117012?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/9207956017600117012/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=9207956017600117012' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/9207956017600117012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/9207956017600117012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/em-caso-de-dor-ponha-gelo-mude-o-corte.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-3611387693639598934</id><published>2008-06-05T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:14:27.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SEhk4BhKczI/AAAAAAAAAII/pXf7Rrr2LSo/s1600-h/arnaldo+mallu+sidera%C3%A7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208523882696962866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SEhk4BhKczI/AAAAAAAAAII/pXf7Rrr2LSo/s400/arnaldo+mallu+sidera%C3%A7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SEhknxhKcyI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FiCSJ_ba0dI/s1600-h/arnaldo+mallu+sidera%C3%A7.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Dias felizes!!!! 3 shows que queria muito ir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arnaldo Antunes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia 08, nesse domingo já, tem o Arnaldo Antunes amoooooooo olha o que rola:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O show apresenta arranjos adaptados para instrumentos de cordas e piano para a formação de um trio, composto por Chico Salem, nos violões de aço e nylon; Betão Aguiar, na guitarra e violão de nylon, e Marcelo Jeneci, nos teclados e sanfona. No repertório além das músicas do CD "Qualquer", várias outras, como "O Silêncio", "Saiba", "Pedido de Casamento", "Judiaria", "Socorro", "Se Tudo Pode Acontecer", "Fim do Dia", entre outras.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mallu Magalhães&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois, bem no dia dos namorados a gente vai no show que esperava ansiosa e agora to feliz pq vou Mallu Magalhães a mocinha mais fofinha desse mundo!!! Esse é um projeto do Sesc chamado “as minas do folk” olha como vai ser:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cantora de 15 anos, sensação na internet, apresenta canções de sua autoria e releituras de Bob Dylan e Johnny Cash.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mallumagalhaes"&gt;WWW.myspace.com/mallumagalhaes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sideral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no dia 14, La vamos nós assistir o Sideral!! Ai ai tb to muito feliz de ir no show dele aqui!! Sideral é demais, uma pessoa fofa e gosto demais do trabalho dele, muuuuuito!! Será o lançamento do seu CD “dias claros” olha como vai rolar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lançamento do CD "Dias Claros". O álbum é o segundo lançamento do seu selo independente, Sideral Experience, desta vez, em parceria inédita, na região sul do Brasil, com o selo Antídoto (braço pop-rock da gravadora gaúcha Acit), dirigido por Raul Albornoz e foi produzido por Sideral e Ruben Di Souza (Prêmio TIM de música 2007). Ele tem dez anos de carreira, três discos lançados, uma indicação ao Grammy Latino e outra de artista revelação no Prêmio Multishow de Música Brasileira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dias claros, felizes... cheio s de poesia e música!!!!!!!!!!!!! (sorriso bom)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3611387693639598934?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3611387693639598934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3611387693639598934' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3611387693639598934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3611387693639598934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/dias-felizes-3-shows-que-queria-muito.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SEhk4BhKczI/AAAAAAAAAII/pXf7Rrr2LSo/s72-c/arnaldo+mallu+sidera%C3%A7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-4699610632128513688</id><published>2008-05-31T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:53:27.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E quem vai querer?! Se um passo que ficou não vêm atrás...&lt;br /&gt;Não preciso de nada que não seja o que ainda não tenho&lt;br /&gt;Não quero nada que já tenha sua cor e que eu não possa mudar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As canções vão ganhando vida e de ida sua volta gira em torno de mim&lt;br /&gt;As idéias se descongelam e não tente o frio, pois o que queima é a palavra&lt;br /&gt;Jogadas sem volta e pensamentos que ninguém um dia imaginou de ter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde é aqui?! Seria o lugar que escolhi ou o lugar que me escolheu?!&lt;br /&gt;Plantei uma palavra dentro do meu caderno de versos, ela já cresce...&lt;br /&gt;Começou a se formar uma poesia para a noite e dela aprendi que não tenho medo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O medo que hoje me habita nem mais me lembro&lt;br /&gt;A morada das minhas inseguranças já não sou mais eu&lt;br /&gt;Sou uma pá de duvidas e uma mesma de respostas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero brindar a força que ocultava e se mostrou nesta tarde&lt;br /&gt;Brindo também o amor que habita minha alma&lt;br /&gt;E o amor que me vem através de cada sorriso que recebo nessa vida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-4699610632128513688?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4699610632128513688/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=4699610632128513688' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4699610632128513688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4699610632128513688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/e-quem-vai-querer-se-um-passo-que-ficou.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-5366342232910141206</id><published>2008-05-30T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T04:46:46.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SD_ofBhKcxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6xifN5wuWmI/s1600-h/paula-beatlesedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206135313944703762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SD_ofBhKcxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6xifN5wuWmI/s320/paula-beatlesedit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acordar cedinho e colocar uma música para sua alma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assim tudo vai de repente e bem por sua natureza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;escute Paula Marchesini e entenda o que digo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/paulamarchesini"&gt;www.myspace.com/paulamarchesini&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-5366342232910141206?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5366342232910141206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=5366342232910141206' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5366342232910141206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sentimento que não se decide&lt;br /&gt;Se quer ficar bem ou ser mal de vez&lt;br /&gt;Não entendo o que me acontece no entanto&lt;br /&gt;Queria vir e escrever sobre o meu dia feliz, como ele começou!&lt;br /&gt;Mas não sei o que acontece agora...&lt;br /&gt;Queria ouvir uma música feliz e ficar&lt;br /&gt;Queria ver sorrisos, mas aqui tem tão poucos...&lt;br /&gt;Queria saber porque quando sempre você precisa de alguém para ouvir suas repetições e seus lamentos, você sente que não têm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com sintomas de solidão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vou me deitar e vou olhar o tempo&lt;br /&gt;vai passar, vou esperar de novo&lt;br /&gt;é sempre assim, vou me lembrar e me perder&lt;br /&gt;eu vou despertar vou levantar&lt;br /&gt;e esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu vou andar&lt;br /&gt;vou caminhar no tempo&lt;br /&gt;quero estar onde possa vê-lo&lt;br /&gt;e mesmo assim não vou lembrar&lt;br /&gt;vou me perder&lt;br /&gt;eu vou despertar me levantar&lt;br /&gt;vou esquecer&lt;br /&gt;(Tempo - Paula Marchesini)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-5359601058056573005?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5359601058056573005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=5359601058056573005' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5359601058056573005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5359601058056573005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/sentimento-que-no-se-decide-se-quer.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-3197248831222342730</id><published>2008-05-28T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:12:24.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospedando o Universo</title><content type='html'>Hoje tive aquele sentimento que não gosto, como se quando saio o mundo me analisasse, que todos me olham e procuram todos meus defeitos. É ruim, fazia tempo que isso não acontecia! Acho que estou sensível demais e isso me vem sempre que fico assim! Eu sofro, pois é como se eu não me conhecesse mais e cobrasse de mim tudo que preciso ser!&lt;br /&gt;E o que eu preciso ser?! Feliz né?! Acho que isso basta, pois depois tudo fica perfeito! Eu sou feliz, mas às vezes não fico, como todo mundo, mas não ficar pra mim não é bom, pois me cobro muito, tenho que estar bem, tenho que estar bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não me sinto bem, parece que estou só no meio do mundo. Acordei e tudo que queria era dormir até o dia passar. Hoje sinto uma certa dificuldade de me relacionar com tudo, ainda bem que me encontro na música, assim o tempo começa a passar! Bem lento, mas vai indo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorar. Talvez isso também tenha me feito mal!&lt;br /&gt;Não querer. Isso sim me faz mudar meu humor o tempo todo! Esta semana que vem será difícil, não me dou muito bem com situações que não quero passar! Ainda bem que passa, tudo passa...&lt;br /&gt;Não sentir. Às vezes não sinto verdadeiras algumas coisas que escuto, leio e como sempre penso em tudo isso, entro em conflito comigo! Acho que também está me fazendo mal hoje!&lt;br /&gt;E o que eu sinto?! Me sinto hospede do tempo, hospedando o universo em mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sabe a minha sorte de hoje?! SEU MAIOR SONHO SERÁ REALIZADO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai ai...que crise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com sintomas de saudade...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3197248831222342730?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3197248831222342730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3197248831222342730' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3197248831222342730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3197248831222342730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/hospedando-o-universo.html' title='Hospedando o Universo'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-8042612319183151448</id><published>2008-05-27T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:15:17.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As luzes já estão quase todas acesas&lt;br /&gt;Só porque o sol foi nascer amanhã no Japão&lt;br /&gt;Ahh que bom!! Assim hoje aqui é ontem já... Lá né?!&lt;br /&gt;E o Japão então é o futuro?!&lt;br /&gt;Sei não...talvez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indo pra discoviária&lt;br /&gt;Com saudade de mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-8042612319183151448?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8042612319183151448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=8042612319183151448' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/8042612319183151448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/8042612319183151448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-luzes-j-esto-quase-todas-acesas-s.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-7862050864109662191</id><published>2008-05-19T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T08:54:39.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;Quem conhece sua face?!&lt;br /&gt;Quem aplaude sua fúria?!&lt;br /&gt;Quem pergunta o que ouve já sabendo ser?!&lt;br /&gt;E se no vai e vem dos teus sentimentos permanecer uma dor faça-a partir&lt;br /&gt;Deixe que o vento com sua força doce leve os teus prantos e deixe o amor&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa nem de pausa pra respirar&lt;br /&gt;Sinta que a vida pulsa em cada olhar teu&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-7862050864109662191?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7862050864109662191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=7862050864109662191' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7862050864109662191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7862050864109662191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/quem-conhece-sua-faze-quem-aplaude-sua.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-6516088851985234521</id><published>2008-05-17T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T17:05:24.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontros...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SC9yu7BHCWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/udOWz3hXoY4/s1600-h/Veeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201502245078108514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SC9yu7BHCWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/udOWz3hXoY4/s320/Veeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom a melhor forma de tudo foi como começou...&lt;br /&gt;A Internet têm colocado pessoas tão especiais em minha vida que sempre me pego pensando como é bom!&lt;br /&gt;Você conhece, você reencontra, você se perde também, mas mais se encontra, reencontra que outro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Verônica que é pra mim e sempre será a Vê, uma pessoa muito, muito especial!&lt;br /&gt;Além de ser minha amiga muito querida ela é como uma irmã, minha irmã mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;(E eu sou bem chata viu, pego no pé dela como uma boa irmã mais velha! Hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia a gente se falando no MSN sobre a vida, nossos pais...e descobrimos algumas coisas em comum e no meio de todas as conversas e choradeira(somos meio emo rsrs) ela me pediu um minuto e quando voltou me disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Pedi a minha mãe pra te adotar!! (que fofa) E ela falou que sim, agora ela é sua mamis também e a gente é irmã!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe quando você sente vindo até você um sentimento lindo, o mais puro, mais cheio de coisas boas, nem sei direito explicar o que senti só sei que foi muito bom, me senti muito querida!! E a parti dali eu ganhei outra mãe e outra irmã que eu amo muito!! Vê e Mamis! Vocês são pessoas muito queridas e saber que tenho vocês aqui por perto sempre enche meu coração de alegria!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada a Deus por ser tão generoso comigo, a Internet por todos os encontros, reencontros e desencontros, mas sempre muito mais encontros e reencontros, obrigada a você Vê e Mamis Thera, por serem hoje a minha família tb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-6516088851985234521?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6516088851985234521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=6516088851985234521' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6516088851985234521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6516088851985234521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/encontros.html' title='Encontros...'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SC9yu7BHCWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/udOWz3hXoY4/s72-c/Veeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-4695644377650726279</id><published>2008-05-16T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:58:50.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SC31bbBHCVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bNHsQKIlFEg/s1600-h/Fotos+Roberta+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201082996140476754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SC31bbBHCVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bNHsQKIlFEg/s200/Fotos+Roberta+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e quando eu preciso de você, sempre está...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e quando nem eu me suporto, tenho você do meu lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meu anjo! obrigada por existir e estar em minha vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minha amiga mais querida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;te amo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-4695644377650726279?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4695644377650726279/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=4695644377650726279' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4695644377650726279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4695644377650726279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/e-quando-eu-preciso-de-voc-sempre-est.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SC31bbBHCVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bNHsQKIlFEg/s72-c/Fotos+Roberta+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-4128027542197879925</id><published>2008-05-16T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T04:48:28.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrio!!</title><content type='html'>Sol, dia, luz, quente, frio&lt;br /&gt;Barulho, silencio, barulho...&lt;br /&gt;Carro, bicicleta, pessoas, chão!&lt;br /&gt;Calçada, vento, forte, fraco, vento...&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate, café, almoço, café, sorriso!!!&lt;br /&gt;Música, livro, lágrima, sorriso, música!!&lt;br /&gt;Gato, cachorro, canto, pássaros, céu azul, mais não...&lt;br /&gt;Azul, banco, nuvens, flores, frio, sonho&lt;br /&gt;Janela, porta, sofá, cama, sono&lt;br /&gt;Toco, canto, danço, sento, deito, um grito&lt;br /&gt;Leio, leio, leio e escrevo...&lt;br /&gt;Saio, parto, tchau, adeus, voltei&lt;br /&gt;Noite, estrelas, lua, preto, brilho, não vejo&lt;br /&gt;Frio, cobertor, abraço, sonho&lt;br /&gt;Sono, acordo, tv, água, cobertor, abraço&lt;br /&gt;Carinho, briga, carinho, amor, carinho...&lt;br /&gt;Sapato, blusa, calça, meia, levanto&lt;br /&gt;Digo, reclamo, elogio, faço, desfaço&lt;br /&gt;Sorrio!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-4128027542197879925?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4128027542197879925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=4128027542197879925' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4128027542197879925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4128027542197879925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorrio.html' title='Sorrio!!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-5060405682905396098</id><published>2008-05-16T04:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T04:42:47.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SC1zIbBHCUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_3XGdjv-7qQ/s1600-h/DSC02235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200939733211351362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SC1zIbBHCUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_3XGdjv-7qQ/s200/DSC02235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lágrimas como un rio de ellas&lt;br /&gt;en la voz que congela&lt;br /&gt;la fuerza del alma&lt;br /&gt;un nudo en el cielo&lt;br /&gt;calma la lluvia de dolor&lt;br /&gt;y los sueños son tiernos&lt;br /&gt;son locos, gigantes y reales&lt;br /&gt;lágrimas en la voz&lt;br /&gt;y es todo lo que restó&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-5060405682905396098?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5060405682905396098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=5060405682905396098' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5060405682905396098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5060405682905396098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/lgrimas-como-un-rio-de-ellas-en-la-voz.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SC1zIbBHCUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_3XGdjv-7qQ/s72-c/DSC02235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-8109488389645726122</id><published>2008-05-16T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T04:34:27.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ao mais belo som de Marina Machado ((Unencounter))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma parte de mim quer ver e ter como o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;A outra desiste, daquilo que fugiu da razão por algum momento longo&lt;br /&gt;Começo a entender como são as pessoas e o que elas esperam de você&lt;br /&gt;Ahh se tudo fosse fácil!!! Nem graça teria&lt;br /&gt;Até brincar de entender o povo eu brinco&lt;br /&gt;Brincadeira séria que trás dor de vez em quando&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem me entendo na maior parte do tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Não sinto que sou as palavras que me fazem atender&lt;br /&gt;Na duvida me engano e sigo feliz, melhor que triste!!&lt;br /&gt;Engano-me de vez em sempre&lt;br /&gt;Engano-me e consigo fazer as coisas ficarem lindas&lt;br /&gt;Acabo de reconhecer a minha loucura em ter em mim momentos felizes&lt;br /&gt;Guardo lembranças e hoje acho que delas é que viverei de um capitulo pra cá&lt;br /&gt;Já que esquecer não é coisa para uma pessoa como eu&lt;br /&gt;Mas minha mudança é tão brusca que posso ferir algo, mas preciso de mim&lt;br /&gt;Preciso estar bem para poder continuar minha busca&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de meu cantinho arrumado, meus sentimentos colados e meu sorriso bom!&lt;br /&gt;Preciso abrir meu caderno e ver que as canções continuam ali&lt;br /&gt;Que as folhas estão prestes a acabar e que minhas vontades não&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de mais amigos perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;Preciso me levar a eles...&lt;br /&gt;Falta de ter um ombro a toda esquina e um colo a qualquer hora&lt;br /&gt;Deles que me escutam mesmo que eu repita meus tormentos trilhões de vezes&lt;br /&gt;Que me amam sem pedir nada em troca, nem um rabisco de papel&lt;br /&gt;Me dão força todos os dias que acordo meio assim&lt;br /&gt;Me ajudam sem que eu peça, pois a atenção é constante&lt;br /&gt;Me colocam como um ídolo, por meu exemplo de vida&lt;br /&gt;Vêem na cantora, a Beta que cresceu só no tamanho e que continua uma boba de sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Que gostam das minhas canções, mas fazem delas um hino da nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;Começo a entender que sinto falta da falta&lt;br /&gt;Que o que separa são Paulo de Minas é uma parede imaginaria desenhado o amor&lt;br /&gt;Que aqui encontrei o meu amor e ali estão os maiores amigos de uma vida&lt;br /&gt;Que aqui eu tenho um mundo que descubro e ali tem um mundo que me viu crescer&lt;br /&gt;Os meus passos agora ainda estão mais distantes do meu mundo de ontem&lt;br /&gt;Mas minhas lembranças não serão passageiras&lt;br /&gt;A maior grandeza que tenho é o meu sentimento que me traz emoções pra várias vidas&lt;br /&gt;E choro, faço versos e melodias desafinadas em lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;Sorrio e viajo nos meu canto preciso, a voz pára e o coração continua a canção!&lt;br /&gt;Por que as coisas se chamam coisas?! E às vezes chamo as pessoas de coisas!!&lt;br /&gt;Coisa ruim, coisa boa, coisa bonita, coisa feia, coisa limpa, coisa limpa...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou uma coisa...Sinto agora o amor, amor que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Tenho uma magoa, misturada com um sentimento de perda&lt;br /&gt;Enfim chego ao ponto final desse texto&lt;br /&gt;Queria sentir que todas as palavras, todas fossem na intensidade que eu as leio&lt;br /&gt;Que quando me dizem elas me chegam com toda aquela pureza&lt;br /&gt;Que cada passo que dou em direção a elas são por terem que ser&lt;br /&gt;Que cada dia que acordo e lembro das palavras, eu as sinto por ter de sentir&lt;br /&gt;Sei que não sou o único ser humano nesse mundo, mas queria ser considerada “eu”&lt;br /&gt;A Roberta, que não penteia o cabelo, que usa chapéu, que só usa all-star&lt;br /&gt;Que fala muito quando não está tímida&lt;br /&gt;Que tem vergonha de varias coisas, mas que quando perde exagera&lt;br /&gt;Que escuta Damien Rice e chora, que gosta de assistir snoopy&lt;br /&gt;Que faz macarrão e pão de queijo porque não sabe fazer outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;Que sonha com uma felicidade por um tempo bem maior que ela vem&lt;br /&gt;Hoje descobri que me cansei de ser tratada como todo mundo&lt;br /&gt;Acho difícil ter uma pessoa só às exatas coisas que sou&lt;br /&gt;Odeio varias coisas, a maior delas é a indiferença&lt;br /&gt;Não vou ser tão assim todos os dias, não consigo!&lt;br /&gt;Eu também sofro e como sofro&lt;br /&gt;Sabe aqueles dias em que você é comparada com o resto do mundo?!&lt;br /&gt;Não com as palavras assim, mas como se fosse?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então...Foi ai que começaram a me destruir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o coração ritma o som da conseqüência das minhas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Doce momento que relampeia as minhas vontades&lt;br /&gt;Doces às vozes me dizendo sobre o amor&lt;br /&gt;Doce, minha vida perfeita de partes partidas e pedaços se encaixando&lt;br /&gt;Um ponto no meio do mundo&lt;br /&gt;Começo a ver que não sou mais um na multidão&lt;br /&gt;Sou mais um em busca dela, da Felicidade!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-8109488389645726122?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8109488389645726122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=8109488389645726122' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/8109488389645726122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/8109488389645726122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/uma-parte-de-mim-quer-ver-e-ter-como-o.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-1229774756753164458</id><published>2008-05-15T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T15:28:05.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SCxem7BHCTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W_Q4cUaejRA/s1600-h/img053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200635692476467506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SCxem7BHCTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W_Q4cUaejRA/s320/img053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fiz um quadradinho no meu mundo redondinho&lt;br /&gt;Nele coloquei um montinho de coisas, simples e especiais!!&lt;br /&gt;Pintei um arco-íres num papel de cor&lt;br /&gt;Fiz um céu pulsando azul e um riacho ali envolto de arvores, muitas delas!!Feliz!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;como diz a Marina Machado:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...a resposta que voa pelo vento e duas rodas, para andar de bicicleta..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOTO:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dia meu vizinho lá de minhas, Alexandre, um amigo muito querido disse pra mim: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beta temos que ir lá no "buraco"(um britador abandonado, lugar lindo, apesar de que destruíram algo ali) pra fazer um show seu, O SHOW DA BETA, dai a gente foi, em 2006, fomos, cantei, tiramos fotos e agora guardo essa recordação linda que me deixa muito feliz sempre que me lembro que tenho amigos muito especiais!!!&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo especial a todos vocês!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-1229774756753164458?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1229774756753164458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=1229774756753164458' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1229774756753164458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1229774756753164458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/fiz-um-quadradinho-no-meu-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SCxem7BHCTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W_Q4cUaejRA/s72-c/img053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-4171174520572394599</id><published>2008-05-14T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T05:50:45.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha irmãzinha vai se chamar Ana Paula!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SCrft7BHCRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0FDitRTqSYI/s1600-h/RobertaePaula1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200214699782113554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SCrft7BHCRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0FDitRTqSYI/s200/RobertaePaula1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Há exatamente 27 anos eu ganhava minha primeira irmã&lt;br /&gt;Quem escolhi o nome e esperava com uma ansiedade das maiores que já tive&lt;br /&gt;Não me lembro direito da primeira vez que a vi, mas me lembro do amor que senti&lt;br /&gt;O amor que sinto e o carinho e preocupação que tenho e sempre terei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma infância perfeita...&lt;br /&gt;Companheiras e felizes, brigávamos às vezes, mas sempre cuidei dela&lt;br /&gt;Hoje me lembro de quando te protegia na escola...&lt;br /&gt;Eu era como uma mãe, mas as vezes eu era muito chata também&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que às vezes a gente se desentendia demais (na adolescência)&lt;br /&gt;Somos iguais, mas muito diferentes!&lt;br /&gt;Mas a distancia cuidou de acertar tudo entre a gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sinto bastante a tua falta&lt;br /&gt;Das conversas, risadas, fofocas, de tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Você foi meu porto seguro quando passamos a pior parte de nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é forte irmã, desejo essa força por toda sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a sua felicidade como desejo para mim&lt;br /&gt;E que hoje você tenha um dia muito especial e por toda sua vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Aniversário Paula, te amo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-4171174520572394599?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4171174520572394599/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=4171174520572394599' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4171174520572394599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4171174520572394599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/minha-irmzinha-vai-se-chamar-ana-paula.html' title='Minha irmãzinha vai se chamar Ana Paula!!!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SCrft7BHCRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0FDitRTqSYI/s72-c/RobertaePaula1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-4545560008025468702</id><published>2008-05-13T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:01:52.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A saudade é de quem têm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;É! Se tudo continuar como assim vai dar certo tudo também!&lt;br /&gt;Ontem mais uma tentativa, agora acho que será como imaginei&lt;br /&gt;Ando cansada de algumas coisas, começo a me reinventar&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse possível...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O frio continua, acho que agora por um longo tempo&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto, mas sinto que me desperta uma saudade grande&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse novidade!! Saudade da minha terra e minhas pessoas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                              &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Não vejo a hora de chegar o dia esperado pra que eu possa ficar uma semana&lt;br /&gt;Uma semana inteira junto com todas as pessoas mais amadas desse mundo&lt;br /&gt;Meus amores!! Aí sim, não sentirei saudade por um tempo&lt;br /&gt;Até chegar a vontade de voltar pra casa e ficar com saudade outra vez&lt;br /&gt;Estou lá com saudade daqui, aqui com saudade do que não está...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuo na minha vontade, estou passando tudo numa peneira&lt;br /&gt;Ta sobrando muito não!&lt;br /&gt;Acho que uma coisa eu comecei a mudar&lt;br /&gt;Nem senti, só percebi ontem&lt;br /&gt;Só não tenho vontade de recuperar todas as palavras que eu já disse&lt;br /&gt;Como disse Ana Carolina na sua mais linda canção (eu acho) “É Mágoa”&lt;br /&gt;“...água de torneira não volta...” e não é pra voltar mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Mas as vezes queria não ter gastado assim, mas ta bom, mesmo que isso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Hoje risco a primeira tarefa da minha listinha&lt;br /&gt;Vou tentar terminar duas, mas o dia parece passar tão rápido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Daqui a pouco eu estou com sono e vou dormir&lt;br /&gt;Daqui a pouco acordo e logo o dia já foi novamente...&lt;br /&gt;Acho que é a idade, faz parecer que os minutos são segundos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Bom, e assim a gente vai buscando e buscando&lt;br /&gt;E as coisas vindo e vindo...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo permanece como antes, carinho demais, saudade demais, amor demais...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Um beijo pra você Daniel meu amor... Pra Deca e Thales, os meus amigos de quem mais estou sentindo falta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-4545560008025468702?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4545560008025468702/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=4545560008025468702' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4545560008025468702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4545560008025468702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/saudade-de-quem-tm.html' title='A saudade é de quem têm!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-3550150563646380199</id><published>2008-05-12T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:35:35.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SChjd7BHCQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gI6dqvgBmkM/s1600-h/DSC03025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199515135508941058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SChjd7BHCQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gI6dqvgBmkM/s200/DSC03025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje senti uma coisa interessante e descobri com ela algo que não imaginava que fosse.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele dia que você acorda com vontade de ficar só, simplesmente na verdade faz parte de um dia cheio de vontades ocultas. Ocultas por você não assumir que sente ou não entender o que sente. E o que sinto?! Vontade de ficar só! Mas porque sinto?! Porque quero ficar só! Só?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem foi um dia especial, comecei a gastar finalmente meus direitos autorais, aqueles que sonhava ter a um futuro bem mais longinho, mas veio já e me fez feliz!! Porque a música me faz tão feliz assim?! Esses dias recebi um e-mail tão lindo que me emocionei, chorei mesmo, porque o que senti enquanto lia aquelas palavras não tem nem como descrever, me fez bem, me tornou uma pessoa gigante de forças! Vejo como a vida é linda, como colher bons frutos é a melhor coisa desse mundo! Por tanto, estou aqui eu, plantando mais um e mais um monte desses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe o Keane?! Então, hoje...Agora de manhã, pra mim é a melhor banda que já ouvi! Tenho um DVD lindíssimo, assisti já 3 vezes, STRANGERS, quem tiver a oportunidade de assistir, é lindo! Em alguns momentos percebi que me pareço com “Tom Chaplin” sempre buscando resposta pra tudo, pena que o caminho que um dia ele buscou não tem nada a ver com o meu! Mas é assim, me identifico, talvez por isso, comecei a crer que sim! Nesse momento escuto “She Has No Time” a música mais perfeita dessa manhã!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia frio...&lt;br /&gt;Eu, meus pensamentos, meu caderno&lt;br /&gt;Meu violão e um copo de café com chá&lt;br /&gt;Um dia pra recordar, amar e sentir saudade&lt;br /&gt;Um dia pra escutar a minha canção favorita e pensar:&lt;br /&gt;“hoje é um dia especial, porque estou aqui escrevendo sobre ele...”&lt;br /&gt;O sol nem mais vem e eu prefiro assim&lt;br /&gt;Coloco meu moleton e sinto como um abraço, o tempo todo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&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/2125330239408934344-3550150563646380199?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3550150563646380199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3550150563646380199' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3550150563646380199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3550150563646380199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/hoje-senti-uma-coisa-interessante-e.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SChjd7BHCQI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gI6dqvgBmkM/s72-c/DSC03025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-7261550763299713032</id><published>2008-05-10T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T20:43:51.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;para mim:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parecia tão pequenininho que não imaginei&lt;br /&gt;Que se tornasse nesse imenso mundo que nem sei&lt;br /&gt;Vou e venho sem pensar em quase nada&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho medo de cair e me levanto a cada queda&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho seria?!&lt;br /&gt;Sim!&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho de sonhar todos os dias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para minha mãe:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E hoje é teu dia mãe&lt;br /&gt;Que você encontre a felicidade que tanto procura&lt;br /&gt;Todos nós sonhamos e temos direito&lt;br /&gt;O seu direito ainda é maior&lt;br /&gt;O seu direito e dever&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço pelo meu bem mais precioso, minha VIDA!&lt;br /&gt;Pelos momentos que me permitiu ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Pelos momentos da sua ausência, que me tornaram quem sou&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada mãezinha, pela sua terna vontade de ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por me fazer nascer, por me dar a tua graça&lt;br /&gt;Por ser assim sempre você, por isso aprendi a ser a mim também&lt;br /&gt;Com amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para minha vó:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vó, você é a melhor mãe do mundo, a melhor mãe que eu poderia ter, te amo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Flor mais linda do meu jardim!!&lt;br /&gt;Céu do meu mundo, chão da minha terra!&lt;br /&gt;Minha sorte preferida!&lt;br /&gt;Amor da minha vida!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feliz o dia da sua mãe e das minhas!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-7261550763299713032?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7261550763299713032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=7261550763299713032' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7261550763299713032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7261550763299713032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/para-mim-parecia-to-pequenininho-que-no.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-4076308327183003703</id><published>2008-05-09T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T10:38:57.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seus anjos vão ficar aqui comigo até o amanhecer?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SCSL8arJC4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/oKzd6Ft4Sqk/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SCSL8arJC4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/oKzd6Ft4Sqk/s200/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198433739961076610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Num certo dia me prometi que ficaria um tempo sem escrever pra você, porque quero sempre te passar energias boas, passar amor, passar felicidade, força, tudo que você me passa ainda que distante. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sei que todos os anos venho e falo pra você da minha saudade imensa e da vontade de te dar um abraço, me lembro de tudo e fico saudosa, não chega a ser tristeza não, porque sei que esse sentimento para com você não pode existir, sei da sua vontade de me ver sorrir, de ver a todos com um sorriso bom, longo, constante...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Você sempre foi o meu anjo e hoje sinto ainda mais você perto de mim, porque dentro do meu coração o que já era grande ficou ainda maior e hoje sei sim o significado do “sempre” do pra sempre, porque é nesse tempo que vou te amar e me lembrar de você. Minha estrelinha linda no céu, meu anjo, meu amor!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;O que me trouxe tudo de uma só vez foi o vídeo que fiz pra você, ta lindo, mas dá muita saudade. O tempo inteiro eu me lembrando de tudo que passamos, da sua amizade tão verdadeira e a todo momento. Me lembro de você vindo tão feliz pro meu lado quando no palco e pisando no meu pé só pra me dar um beijo (que amor), da gente dando muita risada no momento e mais ainda depois... De você cantando comigo e dando aqueles pulinhos que você me disse uma vez ter treinado muito pra fazer, a sua marca, a FELICIDADE!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Agora me veio na cabeça a primeira vez que te vi e fomos embora juntos, você no outro dia me trouxe seus CD´s do Jota Quest e eu te levei os meus do Pato FU, a gente era muito parecido e a sensação que já te conhecia era grande, acho que por isso nos dávamos tão bem!! Eu sempre me lembro de tudo, principalmente de você me dizendo que tudo vai dar certo, que você tava do meu lado e que era meu irmão! Você foi muito especial, você é muito especial, palavras faltam pra dizer tudo sobre você!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Deixo aqui a minha vontade, que onde você estiver que seja muito feliz, pois foi uma pessoa perfeita aqui com a gente!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-4076308327183003703?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4076308327183003703/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=4076308327183003703' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4076308327183003703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4076308327183003703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/seus-anjos-vo-ficar-aqui-comigo-at-o.html' title='Seus anjos vão ficar aqui comigo até o amanhecer?!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SCSL8arJC4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/oKzd6Ft4Sqk/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-2742048055461321987</id><published>2008-05-08T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:35:13.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje acordei bem cedinho&lt;br /&gt;Hoje me levantei com uma vontade de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sai de casa e vi como cada dia tem seu movimento&lt;br /&gt;O porteiro era outro&lt;br /&gt;O bom dia também&lt;br /&gt;A rua tinha menos carros que anteontem&lt;br /&gt;E tinha mais silêncio nela que em casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol sorrindo acanhado&lt;br /&gt;Céu meio azul, meio nublado&lt;br /&gt;Uma cor meio, dor de dente&lt;br /&gt;Aqui é assim, se não garoa nubla&lt;br /&gt;É a poeira, poeira de fumaça&lt;br /&gt;Ardeu meus olhinhos, mas agora to sorrindo com eles também&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma música?!&lt;br /&gt;Acabei de ouvir uma nova&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não tem nome, mas tem som&lt;br /&gt;Tem um “ah ah” bunitinho, a letra curtinha&lt;br /&gt;Sem buracos sabe?! Mas o sentimento é grandão&lt;br /&gt;Fala do que tenho em minha volta, de ir embora...&lt;br /&gt;“Fica?!” daí eu peço pra tudo... ai ai&lt;br /&gt;Bobinha, bobinha a Robertinha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ando sem pressa, mas to fazendo tudo&lt;br /&gt;Falei já com a Erikinhaaaa que falou que vêm&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei feliz e sorri também&lt;br /&gt;Ela disse pra eu ir lá também&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou então, já queria, agora quero outra vez&lt;br /&gt;Que bom deixar alguém feliz, assim eu fico mais que isso&lt;br /&gt;E venho pensando o que continuo fazendo&lt;br /&gt;Acho que vou seguindo desse jeitinho, ta certo, acho que ta!&lt;br /&gt;A vista daqui é outra, mas eu não vou mudar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes sinto coisinhas estranhas&lt;br /&gt;Parece que não entendo as pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Outras que elas não me entendem&lt;br /&gt;E outras ainda que nem eu nem elas&lt;br /&gt;Mas ta bom, tem problema não, mas eu sinto!&lt;br /&gt;Sabe quando você sente pouca atenção, como a sua?!&lt;br /&gt;Quando te interpretam totalmente do contrário do que é você&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes nem é, mas eu como sou, sinto&lt;br /&gt;Sabe a Roberta Campos?! Ela é diferente&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou mais tranqüila e doce, ela é amarguinha as vezes.&lt;br /&gt;Sorri mais pouco e eu não, quando não, to sorrindo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Roberta (a Campos), porque você escolheu ser artista?!&lt;br /&gt;Me enche a cabeças de minhoquinha&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a minha música?! Minha música sou eu?!&lt;br /&gt;Será que fica tudo confuso por causa das coisas que eu digo?!&lt;br /&gt;Nas canções eu digo&lt;br /&gt;Talvez as pessoas me abordam com a idéia de que sou a música&lt;br /&gt;Mas acredito que não sou bem isso, sou diferente até&lt;br /&gt;Hummm gosto que gostem mais da Roberta&lt;br /&gt;Porque ela que sente mais, tudo ao extremo&lt;br /&gt;Não sou doida não, sou sentimental&lt;br /&gt;Jogo tudo no papel e limpo o coração&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã?! Serei ainda mais sentimental, assim sou eu!&lt;br /&gt;Queria que o mundo fosse perfeito, começar por mim!&lt;br /&gt;Não, melhor não, se não o que eu vou tentar arrumar?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh quase esqueci do principal&lt;br /&gt;ODEIO mentira! Principalmente aquelas...&lt;br /&gt;Aquelas que são pra te agradar, pra te deixar feliz, ou algo&lt;br /&gt;ODEIO! Esses dias eu ouvi uma&lt;br /&gt;Muito ruim, mas já passou, mas incomodou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“deve haver pra tudo isso alguma explicação&lt;br /&gt;janela, tela, tênis, vidro, olho e palavrão...”&lt;br /&gt;(érika machado)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-2742048055461321987?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2742048055461321987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=2742048055461321987' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2742048055461321987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2742048055461321987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/hoje-acordei-bem-cedinho-hoje-me.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-6271849444629480380</id><published>2008-05-04T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T09:14:59.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SB3H50dNLII/AAAAAAAAAGo/UtE0LtRRWl4/s1600-h/Fotos+Roberta+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196529341203033218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SB3H50dNLII/AAAAAAAAAGo/UtE0LtRRWl4/s320/Fotos+Roberta+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;Nem a chuva estragou nossos passeios e nossos dias felizes!&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada minha amiga por vir e sempre estar em minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;Te amo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;Saudade nova&lt;br /&gt;Já parece grande&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou muito feliz pra ficar triste...&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-6271849444629480380?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6271849444629480380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=6271849444629480380' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6271849444629480380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6271849444629480380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/nem-chuva-estragou-nossos-passeios-e.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SB3H50dNLII/AAAAAAAAAGo/UtE0LtRRWl4/s72-c/Fotos+Roberta+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-4038392347873156267</id><published>2008-04-28T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T07:44:53.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>e o mundo girando, girando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SBXif0dNLHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sGSrn-iWCs4/s1600-h/mundo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194306781526699122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SBXif0dNLHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sGSrn-iWCs4/s320/mundo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;No verdinho da minha blusa&lt;br /&gt;No azul do meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;No céu ainda mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na vontade de gritar e gritando&lt;br /&gt;No movimento de ser feliz sendo&lt;br /&gt;E no sonho se realizando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos aplausos preenchidos de sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;Nas palavras encontradas nos termos perdidos&lt;br /&gt;E na falta de tempo de me achar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um sol que nasceu “ardidinho” e que me fechou os olhos&lt;br /&gt;A janela semi aberta deixa entrar um semi raio&lt;br /&gt;A porta que bateu de novo me trás uma sensação...dejavú?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violão calado&lt;br /&gt;Cabeça pensando&lt;br /&gt;Idéias idas e o mundo girando, girando, girando...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&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/2125330239408934344-4038392347873156267?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4038392347873156267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=4038392347873156267' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4038392347873156267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4038392347873156267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/e-o-mundo-girando-girando.html' title='e o mundo girando, girando...'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SBXif0dNLHI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sGSrn-iWCs4/s72-c/mundo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-3215406699483819246</id><published>2008-04-23T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T07:05:22.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>isso lá é bommmmm?!!!!!! doce solidãoooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9e387dff8b6e06b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09e387dff8b6e06b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329977508%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDDF1FA12FD1EB7EE2682813D4B83F097E82F16F.28D1007652CAF806764F6880E26516BA3985EAA8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e387dff8b6e06b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdkfWHjuhKNqZbSg46IcCJt0y9go&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09e387dff8b6e06b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329977508%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDDF1FA12FD1EB7EE2682813D4B83F097E82F16F.28D1007652CAF806764F6880E26516BA3985EAA8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e387dff8b6e06b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdkfWHjuhKNqZbSg46IcCJt0y9go&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Doce Solidão", Cátia, Jamila, Deisy, Jordão, Rafael, Nair, Nadine, Jenilson, Nelita, Rui, Neuza, Pedro e Camelo! Centro Social do Bairro 6 de Maio 2007, Damaia, Lisboa, Portugal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doce Solidão - Marcelo Camelo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Posso estar só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas sou de todo mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Por eu ser só um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah nem, ah não, ah nem dá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Solidão foge que eu te encontro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Que eu já tenho asas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Isso lá é bom?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Doce solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3215406699483819246?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9e387dff8b6e06b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3215406699483819246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3215406699483819246' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3215406699483819246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3215406699483819246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/isso-l-bommmmm-doce-solidoooooo.html' title='isso lá é bommmmm?!!!!!! doce solidãoooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-3793689453324021759</id><published>2008-04-23T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T12:18:57.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o seu sorriso em minha vida é mais que tudo!</title><content type='html'>Um sorriso bom tem o melhor som&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso puro, feliz, tem luz e tem força&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso, a lembrança de uma vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas um sorriso bom na hora errada não tem tom&lt;br /&gt;É como um desacorde destoando no espaço&lt;br /&gt;É como uma flecha direcionada na ferida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso, uma flecha, um momento in-feliz&lt;br /&gt;Dar sentido aos segundos e dizer sim a tudo?!&lt;br /&gt;Um não sai da minha boca com precisão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje dou o meu sorriso para tudo que o queira ou não&lt;br /&gt;Hoje acordo e liberto-me de mim&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não venho, amanhã também não&lt;br /&gt;Talvez depois do amanhã&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3793689453324021759?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3793689453324021759/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3793689453324021759' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3793689453324021759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3793689453324021759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-seu-sorriso-em-minha-vida-mais-que.html' title='o seu sorriso em minha vida é mais que tudo!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-694674973456740864</id><published>2008-04-22T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T07:34:29.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no meio do mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai de mim, ser imperfeito, dizer-te o que penso&lt;br /&gt;Sou somente uma semente tentando florescer&lt;br /&gt;Não reluto o meu canto, pois eis o que me diz livre&lt;br /&gt;Sou confessa das noites que me alegram em te ter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai de mim, que creio no amor e nas provas de silencio!&lt;br /&gt;Sou galho de uma arvore que ostenta a esperança&lt;br /&gt;Brilho distante, mas constante e com um azul cor de tudo um pouco&lt;br /&gt;Um rio que corre e escorre suas lágrimas e devoram a dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Tempo absoluto, senhor dos pecados e glórias&lt;br /&gt;Curvo-me de mãos postas, declamo minha mais sincera fé&lt;br /&gt;Deus que em mim planta a coragem e abafa o medo com seus trovões&lt;br /&gt;Grandiosa luz que clareiam o céu, que invade qualquer opera de estrelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canto pela culpa vã&lt;br /&gt;Sopro partículas cintilantes&lt;br /&gt;No meio do mundo um tudo&lt;br /&gt;No meio do mundo eu e a busca por tudo que ainda não tenho!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-694674973456740864?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/694674973456740864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=694674973456740864' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/694674973456740864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/694674973456740864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-meio-do-mundo.html' title='no meio do mundo'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-5770195681262595782</id><published>2008-04-22T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T07:03:02.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A resposta?!&lt;br /&gt;Está dentro de cada um&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade é o sentimento mais perfeito que Deus criou!&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que faço uma canção, me conheço mais um pouco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não choro tanto assim...Mas por qualquer coisa!!&lt;br /&gt;Sempre senti que o meu amor é maior que meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes me preocupo demais até me esqueço de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Sem amigos não vivo&lt;br /&gt;São meus anjinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pior fuga é de si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...e agradecer?!&lt;br /&gt;daqui pro futuro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creio eu que num segundo instante estaremos nós causados pela nuvem de respostas de dúvidas que se relutam em seguir o tempo inconstante e tolhiço...Creio eu no amor e na próxima idéia de felicidade!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-5770195681262595782?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5770195681262595782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=5770195681262595782' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5770195681262595782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5770195681262595782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/resposta-est-dentro-de-cada-um.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-310134859306163535</id><published>2008-04-18T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:11:00.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SAlCiJIAkTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8PKkE4-N9bA/s1600-h/msn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190753199853703474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SAlCiJIAkTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8PKkE4-N9bA/s320/msn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adivinha?!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carol vêm me visitar e eu estou pulando de felicidade!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuas palavras têm movimento&lt;br /&gt;Elas dançam!!&lt;br /&gt;Me passam tanta paz...&lt;br /&gt;Que me esqueço de qualquer tristeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seus olhos que brilham&lt;br /&gt;E vejo neles um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;A menina que sorri com os olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sorriso terno e que se entrega à delicadeza&lt;br /&gt;Um movimento de felicidade e doce por sua beleza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa que sinto muita falta&lt;br /&gt;Sinto perto com uma constância&lt;br /&gt;Sinto carinho pelos gestos e amor por ser o que é&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roberta_12 diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;vêm logo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carolina _12- diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;vou simmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carolina _12- diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;falta poucooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roberta_12 diz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é, falta sim!!!! to com saudade do seu abraço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carolina _12- diz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh fofaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carolina _12- diz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vou te dar bem mais do que eu te dei da outra vez tá?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roberta_12 diz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! e eu tb vou te dar bem mais do que da outra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carolina _12- diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;obaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roberta_12 diz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amo vc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carolina _12- diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;amo vc tbm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E amanhã faltará 11 dias!!! E o meu sorriso vai aumentando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obrigada por vir minha amiga mais querida, obrigada por sempre estar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-310134859306163535?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/310134859306163535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=310134859306163535' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/310134859306163535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/310134859306163535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/adivinha-carol-vm-me-visitar-e-eu-estou.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SAlCiJIAkTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8PKkE4-N9bA/s72-c/msn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-9044988888081049470</id><published>2008-04-18T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T16:32:09.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fídivó</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SAkvMZIAkSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1dthNagLfrM/s1600-h/velhinhalinda1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190731935470620962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SAkvMZIAkSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1dthNagLfrM/s320/velhinhalinda1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando nasci abri meus olhos e logo vi a minha Vó, só não a chamei de mãe porque não sabia falar, mas sei, senti naquele momento um sentimento tão perfeito como poucas vezes eu já senti nessa vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Vó é a flor mais bela do meu jardim, a mãe melhor do mundo, a Vó melhor do mundo, a companhia melhor do mundo, a amiga melhor do mundo, a pessoa que mais ama, a pessoa que mais respeita, a pessoa mais perfeita! A melhor pessoa desse universo, a mais perfeita que eu já conheci! Linda, em toda definição da palavra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu coração fica tão pequenininho quando sinto a sua falta...Sinto falta de quando ficava nervosa e falando toda atrapalhada das coisas e ela dando risada, sempre que ligo pra lá não consigo conversar pouco não, a gente se diverte e eu fico ainda com mais saudade! Uma saudade bem docinha, que nem mel!! Uma saudade que só arde quando eu to triste, mas quando lembro do sorriso da Vó eu fico feliz, porque é o sorriso mais lindo dessa vida!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela me guardou junto do coração, quando eu fiquei abandonada, perto dela eu não tinha vergonha de chorar, perto dela nunca me senti só! A pessoa que me estende a mão a todo instante, mesmo quando eu fui malcriada ela sempre conversou comigo e falava pra eu não fazer mais aquilo! Eu sempre a ouvi tanto que hoje sinto que absorvi boa parte de sua doçura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe aquela pessoinha tão especial e que te traz uma paz infinita?! Que ficar do lado dela é como estar num lugar mais perfeito, como aquele paraíso que a gente acredita ser?! Daí eu fico com saudade e fecho os olhos e sinto a minha “veinha” mais linda e perfeita pertinho de mim! Mas ela não gosta que a chame de velha não...Por isso sempre a chamarei, de MINHA FLOR!!!! A flor que mais amo na minha vida, pra sempre!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s: essa não é minha Vó! Mas lembra ela dai eu acho tão linda a foto que a coloquei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-9044988888081049470?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/9044988888081049470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=9044988888081049470' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/9044988888081049470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/9044988888081049470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/fdiv.html' title='Fídivó'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SAkvMZIAkSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1dthNagLfrM/s72-c/velhinhalinda1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-8229098799151382519</id><published>2008-04-17T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:24:38.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ao vento que outro alguém não viu&lt;br /&gt;A mim, chegando a ser o que não foi&lt;br /&gt;Sugiro uma nova invenção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei sem adeus e parti&lt;br /&gt;De volta tudo que quis&lt;br /&gt;De ida tudo que quis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Além de palavras que vagam&lt;br /&gt;O som propaga no vazio sem medida&lt;br /&gt;As cores impregnaram as pegadas da minha imaginação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira vista um não&lt;br /&gt;Depois de minha prece o sim mais certeiro&lt;br /&gt;Da solidão é que nasce o meu canto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-8229098799151382519?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8229098799151382519/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=8229098799151382519' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/8229098799151382519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/8229098799151382519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/ao-vento-que-outro-algum-no-viu-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-1492518458267042650</id><published>2008-04-13T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:43:23.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitor Ramil!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SAK2KJIAkRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KGVy5wuh-uI/s1600-h/vitorramil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188910006048690450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SAK2KJIAkRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KGVy5wuh-uI/s320/vitorramil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem descobri uma jóia nesse universo fantástico que é a música!&lt;br /&gt;Vitor Ramil, irmão mais novo de Kleiton e Kledir. Fui no lançamento de seu novo disco “Satolep Sambatown” que gravou com o percussionista Marco Suzano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi muito lindo e me encantei muito com as letras de Vitor, suas melodias e sua voz, tudo que ele faz tem uma forma tão doce!!! É diferente e ao mesmo tempo parece tão familiar. Ele tem música com Drexler e está entre aqueles artistas reunidos por Moska nesse projeto que une os cantores/compositores da América latina, fantástico, recomendo a todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá também esteja “Kátia B” belíssima, fez uma participação especial e linda, emocionante, ela é demais!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na platéia Chico César, pena que não subiu ao palco, daí tornaria minha noite ainda mais perfeita!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouçam Vitor Ramil, é lindo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vitorramil.com.br/"&gt;www.vitorramil.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-1492518458267042650?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1492518458267042650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=1492518458267042650' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1492518458267042650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1492518458267042650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/vitor-ramil.html' title='Vitor Ramil!!!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/SAK2KJIAkRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/KGVy5wuh-uI/s72-c/vitorramil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-2384950187377525166</id><published>2008-04-11T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:11:23.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mais um dia que começa, bem "de vera"!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sol fraquinho do jeitinho que eu gosto&lt;br /&gt;Sem calor nem frio, sem muita gente, mas sem solidão&lt;br /&gt;Sem tristeza, mas com uma alegria na medida perfeita&lt;br /&gt;Festejo no meu interior por momentos felizes garantidos no futuro&lt;br /&gt;Estou vibrando com meu presente cheio de grandes expectativas e boas energias&lt;br /&gt;Sem pressa, sem vícios, sem lamentos&lt;br /&gt;Sorrio, gosto de sentir esse bem estar que me traz um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do movimento do sorriso, é doce!&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de tudo que é doce, ate doce de batata doce&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do céu azul, hoje to gostando desse tom&lt;br /&gt;Gosto da lua grandona e de ver montão de estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do silencio, mas nunca terei o silencio da forma que o imagino&lt;br /&gt;No meu silencio existe uma musiquinha no fundo...&lt;br /&gt;Nele eu fecho os olhos e dou passos leves e flutuo&lt;br /&gt;Nele eu me vejo, no silêncio também me acho&lt;br /&gt;Nele sinto cada sentimento em todas proporções de intensidade!!&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio é cúmplice&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio é molhado e tem um zumbido interessante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoje desejo um dia bom pra todo mundo e que escutem "Alta Noite" do CD NOME de 2006, Arnaldo Antunes!!! É doce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-2384950187377525166?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2384950187377525166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=2384950187377525166' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2384950187377525166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2384950187377525166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/mais-um-dia-que-comea-bem-de-vera-sol.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-5237811086527238142</id><published>2008-04-08T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:33:44.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E às vezes você faz as coisas na medida de outra&lt;br /&gt;Se joga num labirinto, deixa tudo de lado pra satisfazer a quem, menos você&lt;br /&gt;A vida é complicada a medida que você sente&lt;br /&gt;O mundo está em tuas costas quando você o carrega, se não quiser, não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As oportunidades às vezes são as ultimas e você perde pra se arrepender&lt;br /&gt;Só pra arrepender e viver se lamentando pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;Alguém parte daqui pro infinito e quando você fecha os olhos a lua nem mais existe&lt;br /&gt;Sigo distante, mas perto de mim e dando valor a pequenas palavras que ouço no meu dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos são únicos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-5237811086527238142?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5237811086527238142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=5237811086527238142' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5237811086527238142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5237811086527238142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/e-s-vezes-voc-faz-as-coisas-na-medida.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-7408917977652132390</id><published>2008-04-07T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T06:29:00.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esse final de semana foi muito bom!!&lt;br /&gt;Muito trabalho, tenho terminado com algumas pendência urgentes que eu havia encostado, coisas de uma Roberta que às vezes faz de conta que nada têm pressa e que depois é o tempo certo pra se resolver tudo. Às vezes me desligo do mundo, pego meus livrinhos da Seicho No Ie e me encontro com Deus e com minha paz interior. Agora me sinto bem, forte, agora sim começa 2008 pra mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho feito muitas canções, ando inspirada, com vontade de cantar, com vontade de sorrir e de conversar com meus amigos, de namorar o meu amor e ficar perto da minha família! Tenho vontade de passar as madrugadas cantarolando, a insônia voltou, mas não fico mais como antes, aproveito pra assistir a um DVD ou um documentário na TV. Aproveito também para fazer música, pra escrever, ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje acordei às 8, tarde para o horário que tenho acordado. Mas amanhã às 6 estou de pé, agora faço exercícios físicos, aleluia!!! Estou me sentindo tão bem! Mas acordar tão cedo assim pra quem não dorme quase nada a noite não é nada interessante, mas estou seguindo até certinho! Estou feliz, às vezes me canso tanto...Mas estou feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje tem canto, CANTO EM CENA...Me faz tão bem estar junto dessas pessoas!! Lá me sinto em outro mundo, sinto carinho em cada palavra soada com as ternas melodias. Vozes que chegam a mim como um abraço, é tão bom que eu queria que fosse todos os dias, queria esse abraço todos os dias! Hoje a gente termina de ensaiar uma das músicas do Lenine que vamos cantar! Ai Lenine!! Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou traçando a continuidade do meu caminho, penso em breve ter um filho! Mais projetos aqui na minha cabecinha que não para por um segundo. Estou com saudade ainda maior de Minas! Saudade do Vô, da Vó, minha flor mais linda, das minhas irmãs, dos meus tios, primos, vizinhos, meus amigos, principalmente do Thales, o amigo mais fiel e mais doido, meu irmão. Saudade da Deca, companheira que nunca me abandonou, sempre me deu muita força, a pessoa mais alto astral e positiva, da Cris e seu sorriso e suas histórias mais loucas que eu nunca imaginaria vindo dela. Do Jean  e sua boa companhia e risadas garantidas. Saudade do Fred, do Lóis, do Breno, da Karina e Davizinho, da Luty...De todo mundo que nem dá pra listar de tantos que são. Saudade de sentar no banquinho na porta da casa da Vó e ficar lá vendo as pessoas passarem e falando comigo...Saudade...Saudade da Carol, minha melhor amiga, que não está em Minas, mas tb to com saudade, mesmo falando todos os dias. To com saudade do abraço e de poder conversar de perto. Resumindo, várias pessoas muito amadas estão longinho de mim... Sinto saudade, uma saudade boa, às vezes dá um aperto no coração, mas é uma saudade boa, junto com amor e felicidade de ter todas essas pessoas queridas e muito especiais em minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade doce!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-7408917977652132390?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7408917977652132390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=7408917977652132390' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7408917977652132390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7408917977652132390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/esse-final-de-semana-foi-muito-bom.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-1813518630051913116</id><published>2008-04-05T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T18:01:38.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me dê a mão, afaste a solidão&lt;br /&gt;o coração alcança a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;sempre que olho para o céu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu corro ate que o vento sopre&lt;br /&gt;a lua está gigante esperando você vir&lt;br /&gt;as estrelas também saíram para te ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um sorriso mais puro&lt;br /&gt;um sorriso bom para um dia perfeito&lt;br /&gt;olhar doce que borda a delicadeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje o frio acompanha a madrugada&lt;br /&gt;que finda com um copo de leite as lembranças&lt;br /&gt;o sono fecha meus olhos e pronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanhã é outro dia&lt;br /&gt;amanhã nada será como hoje&lt;br /&gt;mas a saudade resiste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mesmo não sendo a mesma...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-1813518630051913116?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1813518630051913116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=1813518630051913116' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1813518630051913116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1813518630051913116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/me-d-mo-afaste-solido-o-corao-alcana.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-3989628552252961786</id><published>2008-04-04T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T06:59:37.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_Yx0qmP8qI/AAAAAAAAAFw/l1S92PeRJsE/s1600-h/Fotos+Roberta+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185386801821381282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_Yx0qmP8qI/AAAAAAAAAFw/l1S92PeRJsE/s320/Fotos+Roberta+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Música...&lt;br /&gt;Momento divino&lt;br /&gt;Instante quadrado em minutos&lt;br /&gt;Lembranças eternas nem sempre ternas&lt;br /&gt;Saudade em compassos, em pausas que não se explicam&lt;br /&gt;Dor ou desespero, felicidade e por minutos flutuo!&lt;br /&gt;Ilusão, visão, coração, audição, intensidade...&lt;br /&gt;Música de me perder e de me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;De fazer sorrir e de fazer chorar&lt;br /&gt;De arrepiar, de querer congelar o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Sensação boa, às vezes gosto mais das tristes, porque sou mais feliz com elas&lt;br /&gt;Música alegre, de querer dançar e me encontrar num gesto&lt;br /&gt;De fazer sonhar com futuro grandioso e feliz pra sempre&lt;br /&gt;De me levar onde quero, de me deixar cada vez mais perto do céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3989628552252961786?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3989628552252961786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3989628552252961786' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3989628552252961786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3989628552252961786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/msica-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_Yx0qmP8qI/AAAAAAAAAFw/l1S92PeRJsE/s72-c/Fotos+Roberta+050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-7526526886122307180</id><published>2008-04-03T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T15:56:27.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_VgL6mP8pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QQrHzvyMFQM/s1600-h/amorzinho.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185156303811506834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_VgL6mP8pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QQrHzvyMFQM/s200/amorzinho.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que você vive comigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque se não&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como seria esta vida?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei lá, sei lá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nos dias frios em que nós estamos juntos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nos abraçamos sob o nosso conforto de amar, de amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se há dores tudo fica mais fácil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seu rosto silencia e faz parar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As flores que me manda são fato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do nosso cuidado e entrega&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meus beijos sem os seus não dariam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os dias chegariam sem paixão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu corpo sem o seu uma parte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seria o acaso e não sorte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neste mundo de anos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre tantos outros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que sorte a nossa hein?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre tantas paixões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse encontro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nós dois, esse amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ainda Bem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Composição: Liminha/Vanessa da Mata&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-7526526886122307180?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7526526886122307180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=7526526886122307180' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7526526886122307180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7526526886122307180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/ainda-bem-que-voc-vive-comigo-porque-se.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_VgL6mP8pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QQrHzvyMFQM/s72-c/amorzinho.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-7062278613045128080</id><published>2008-04-02T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T13:55:35.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_PylqmP8oI/AAAAAAAAAFg/x4O5bFKA76E/s1600-h/caroll.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184754324937372290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_PylqmP8oI/AAAAAAAAAFg/x4O5bFKA76E/s200/caroll.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um sorriso na porta de casa&lt;br /&gt;O olhar doce e o abraço vindo tão forte e já sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Eu e minha timidez...juntas&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso feliz e o abraço indo tão forte e já sozinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pergunta doce&lt;br /&gt;Ta com vergonha?!&lt;br /&gt;E uma resposta quase calada&lt;br /&gt;Eu to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade saltitante e o coração quase em carnaval&lt;br /&gt;Uma palavra?! Nem precisa de palavra...&lt;br /&gt;Só o olhar de uma amizade verdadeira e de tempo indeterminado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu que ganhei...&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma pessoa pra cuidar&lt;br /&gt;Mais um amor na minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma parte de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos celebrar a amizade!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu to com saudade bem grandona...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amo você por demais guriazinha!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;Estou procurando as palavras certas, estão pedidas na minha mesa?!&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que poderia com um lápis desenhar minhas dúvidas, mas não;&lt;br /&gt;Será que todos esses números são a explicação?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo agora um controle...Seria mais fácil se ele controlasse tudo de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Mas talvez não me fosse o necessário, porque sempre quero o que não tenho.&lt;br /&gt;Obvio ou não, também quero mais forte o que já tenho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração está a vontade!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o céu está até azul...&lt;br /&gt;Mas qualquer resposta que eu tenha, nunca me basta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3864805101798044299?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3864805101798044299/comments/default' title='Postar 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para dar outro sorriso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um ano, onde o medo se diluiu na vontade de tomar sorvete...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-6972380098816194191?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6972380098816194191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=6972380098816194191' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6972380098816194191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6972380098816194191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/feliz-aniversrio.html' title='Feliz aniversário!!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-6418456887889537514</id><published>2008-03-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:31:24.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De Janeiro á Janeiro!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R-uud6mP8mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UhK9lnvLo-U/s1600-h/amorinfinito.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182427625189012066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R-uud6mP8mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UhK9lnvLo-U/s200/amorinfinito.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não consigo olhar no fundo dos seus olhos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E enxergar as coisas que me deixam no ar, me deixam no ar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As várias fases, estações que me levam com o vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E o pensamento bem devagar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outra vez, eu tive que fugir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu tive que correr, pra não me entregar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As loucuras que me levam até você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me fazem esquecer, que eu não posso chorar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olhe bem no fundo dos meus olhos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E sinta a emoção que nascerá quando você me olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O universo conspira a nosso favor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A conseqüência do destino é o amor, pra sempre vou te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas talvez, você não entenda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa coisa de fazer o mundo acreditar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que meu amor, não será passageiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te amarei de Janeiro á Janeiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até o mundo acabar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SE QUISER OUVIR: &lt;a href="http://www.roberta-campos.podomatic.com/"&gt;http://www.roberta-campos.podomatic.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SE QUISER A CIFRA: &lt;a href="http://cifraclub.terra.com.br/cifras/roberta-campos/"&gt;http://cifraclub.terra.com.br/cifras/roberta-campos/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E quem ainda não tem o meu CD e quiser adquiri-lo só me mandar um e-mail e digo como fazer, certo?! &lt;a href="mailto:bertacampos@gmail.com"&gt;bertacampos@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s: "De Janeiro á Janeiro" está no disco tb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-6418456887889537514?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6418456887889537514/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=6418456887889537514' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6418456887889537514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/6418456887889537514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/de-janeiro-janeiro.html' title='De Janeiro á Janeiro!!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R-uud6mP8mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UhK9lnvLo-U/s72-c/amorinfinito.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-3398285095902699222</id><published>2008-03-27T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:04:32.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R-uk5KmP8lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hSXFNCgeezI/s1600-h/DSC02714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182417098224169554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R-uk5KmP8lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hSXFNCgeezI/s200/DSC02714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caberia sim, um pouco de luz num quarto totalmente escuro&lt;br /&gt;Ou uma palma de amor no coração mais puro&lt;br /&gt;Um sofrer sem medida ou uma alma sem cor&lt;br /&gt;Labirintos, saídas impossíveis ou a falta de ser capaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cansaço ocupa a cabeça, que mergulha na dor insistente do mais longo dia do ano&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas que correm sem pensar que o amanhã pode ter um efeito de hoje&lt;br /&gt;Hoje que se pausou na melodia da canção mais terna de Zélia&lt;br /&gt;Fez-se parar...E num único suspiro levantar o corpo que desejar adormecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traduzindo as letras rabiscadas de Drexler num papel tecnicolor&lt;br /&gt;Os rabiscos mais perfeitos que já olhei, seguro firme as palavras doces...&lt;br /&gt;Escuto mais uma vez a canção que me traz mais uma certeza neste dia&lt;br /&gt;A dor não existe se você não tem medo de senti-la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O medo não existe agora, se foi num longo bocejar nesta manhã&lt;br /&gt;Um café pra esquentar os minutos frios, pés no chão, cabelos desarrumados...&lt;br /&gt;Um pedaço de pão e mais um pensamento, hoje deixo tudo que não tem urgência&lt;br /&gt;Prioridade para ser feliz, fazer feliz e diluir-me nas minhas certezas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-3398285095902699222?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3398285095902699222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=3398285095902699222' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3398285095902699222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/3398285095902699222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/caberia-sim-um-pouco-de-luz-num-quarto.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R-uk5KmP8lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hSXFNCgeezI/s72-c/DSC02714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-657383973947064481</id><published>2008-03-26T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:55:56.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguma coisa!!!</title><content type='html'>Alguma coisa assim&lt;br /&gt;Um dialogo que se inverteu no meio&lt;br /&gt;Uma palavra que voltou-se contra a parede&lt;br /&gt;e ficou mais forte do que eu&lt;br /&gt;Alguma coisa que não tenha fim e que o começo nem vi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguma coisa que não se explique, pois já gasto foi por tanto se explicar&lt;br /&gt;Palavras que de tão doces amargaram no final de todas as frases&lt;br /&gt;O sopro do vento que formou sorrisos no céu e agora trás&lt;br /&gt;o som do soluço e as gotas das lágrimas de alguém...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguma coisa, de alguém que não se permitiu seguir as linhas retas que dão exatamente no caminho mais fácil, o caminho que não se fez notado pela certeza de um sonho ainda maior e real de tão grande, de tão sonhado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguma coisa que não se fecha&lt;br /&gt;Não é porta e nem tem duas partes&lt;br /&gt;Não tem fim, mas não é o céu&lt;br /&gt;É azul, mas bate como um coração...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-657383973947064481?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/657383973947064481/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=657383973947064481' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/657383973947064481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/657383973947064481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/alguma-coisa.html' title='Alguma coisa!!!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-4180225797460698635</id><published>2008-03-14T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:03:25.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R9r2HbBK8PI/AAAAAAAAAFA/D6-2WCi13Qs/s1600-h/L%25C3%25A1grimas%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177721328987992306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R9r2HbBK8PI/AAAAAAAAAFA/D6-2WCi13Qs/s200/L%25C3%25A1grimas%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que posso se não é tão claro assim?!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje a chuva levou a ultima esperança&lt;br /&gt;Minhas dúvidas eram em tuas afirmações&lt;br /&gt;Recolho-me, pois nada posso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto forte a certeza que eu tenho&lt;br /&gt;Mas acho que às vezes não basta&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez procuro o mais confortável&lt;br /&gt;Dou as costas para o que não &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;quero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo o sim, para o puro, para a amizade&lt;br /&gt;Coloco pontos em tudo que não tem cabimento&lt;br /&gt;Deixo em pausa uma parte de minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Darei o play, quando você se libertar de mim&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/2125330239408934344-4180225797460698635?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4180225797460698635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=4180225797460698635' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4180225797460698635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/4180225797460698635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/o-que-posso-se-no-to-claro-assim-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R9r2HbBK8PI/AAAAAAAAAFA/D6-2WCi13Qs/s72-c/L%25C3%25A1grimas%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-7115776707055059043</id><published>2008-03-11T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T06:04:55.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>felicidade!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R9Z8LrBK8OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/41lqYEMkTu8/s1600-h/DSC03264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176461361677005026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R9Z8LrBK8OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/41lqYEMkTu8/s200/DSC03264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;vive atrás de mim&lt;br /&gt;eu que não sou louca&lt;br /&gt;deixo ela vir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quebro o silêncio&lt;br /&gt;e parto logo o fim&lt;br /&gt;deixo outras coisas&lt;br /&gt;felicidade sim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;música de : roberta campos/carolina zocoli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;foto do show de lançamento do CD "Onde Brilhem Os Olhos Seus", no Sesc Pinheiros, dia 09/03/2008 em São Paulo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e meus olhos brilharam e como brilharam...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahhhh quer ouvir a música?!!! entra aqui: &lt;a href="http://www.roberta-campos.podomatic.com/"&gt;www.roberta-campos.podomatic.com&lt;/a&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/2125330239408934344-7115776707055059043?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7115776707055059043/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=7115776707055059043' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7115776707055059043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/7115776707055059043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/felicidade.html' title='felicidade!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R9Z8LrBK8OI/AAAAAAAAAE4/41lqYEMkTu8/s72-c/DSC03264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-1689069075147374671</id><published>2008-03-07T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T09:22:41.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R9FzObBK8NI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Os5hO3-Rro8/s1600-h/DSC03142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175044138433442002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R9FzObBK8NI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Os5hO3-Rro8/s200/DSC03142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mas não tem nada não...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-1689069075147374671?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1689069075147374671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=1689069075147374671' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1689069075147374671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1689069075147374671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/mas-no-tem-nada-no.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R9FzObBK8NI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Os5hO3-Rro8/s72-c/DSC03142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-6334233593104018870</id><published>2008-03-06T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:27:00.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Meus, seus, céus e Deus&lt;br /&gt;Amor, ódio, fé, descrença e ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Canto, grito, sussurro... silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música, ar, mar&lt;br /&gt;Jogo, sorte, azar&lt;br /&gt;Loucura, falta...insentsatez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimental...&lt;br /&gt;Ponto de um fim&lt;br /&gt;Começo de um meio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luar no meu quintal&lt;br /&gt;Sol de ofuscar a visão&lt;br /&gt;Brisa de embaçar olhos de vidro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noite...dia, momentos, pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Janela redonda&lt;br /&gt;Lua de eclipse, visão...cinzelado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="conteudo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Expropriação&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chão da minha casa&lt;br /&gt;Terra que eu não fui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-6334233593104018870?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6334233593104018870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-8676263818833640845</id><published>2008-03-05T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T09:15:02.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Queria eu, ser um mar e trazeres o céu&lt;br /&gt;Queria eu, ser o céu e trazeres estrelas do mar&lt;br /&gt;Queria eu, ser o sol e iluminar mais um dia teu&lt;br /&gt;Queria eu, ser e ser, aqui não há mais nada...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a não ser tudo que quero;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-8676263818833640845?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-416935247953842414</id><published>2008-03-03T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T04:19:04.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quisiera darte el mundo entero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R8ysOUNJ6bI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xv7Xb6rdeT8/s1600-h/robertalapis.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queria te dar uma lua, cheia&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar não uma só palavra, um dicionário&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar não um sorriso, uma gargalhada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar não só um dia, mas um ano inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar não só o céu, mas todas as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar não só a lua, mas todos os planetas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar a mão e um abraço&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar o perdão e a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar o amor e meu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar por completo&lt;br /&gt;Versos, frases, luares e sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar o sol, enquanto há chuva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar o sempre&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar o mais puro&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar o infinito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria desenhar o silencio&lt;br /&gt;Queria desenhar o vento&lt;br /&gt;Desenhar o teu sorriso e tatuá-lo na eternidade &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/2125330239408934344-416935247953842414?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/416935247953842414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=416935247953842414' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/416935247953842414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/416935247953842414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/quisiera-darte-el-mundo-entero.html' title='Quisiera darte el mundo entero'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-1230221589910792116</id><published>2008-03-03T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T06:53:54.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R8wQvQMNaEI/AAAAAAAAADc/VCDG2QIdOew/s1600-h/Pop+troti+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173528475927930946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R8wQvQMNaEI/AAAAAAAAADc/VCDG2QIdOew/s320/Pop+troti+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje acordei com uma saudade gigantesca&lt;br /&gt;Levantei-me e olhei pro céu que me permite o azul&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei do dia que te conheci e descobri nossa amizade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sorri para a saudade&lt;br /&gt;Ouvi meu anjo do som grave e doce&lt;br /&gt;Passei a mão no meu rosto pra lembrar do teu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje toquei a sua canção&lt;br /&gt;Senti você do meu lado, seu cheiro...&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei de quando você me dava certeza da felicidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje lembrei que nunca esqueço de ti&lt;br /&gt;Senti o vento e quase ouvi a sua voz rouca&lt;br /&gt;Senti o vento e me veio sua gargalhada que ausenta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje peguei o teu disco&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que você me entregou no sonho&lt;br /&gt;Sonho que a muito não mais tenho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje senti você ainda mais perto&lt;br /&gt;Hoje senti o seu abraço&lt;br /&gt;Hoje te amo, ainda mais...porque o seu coração bate no meu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te amo Jow, amigo das histórias mais engraçadas e do sorriso mais perfeito, irmão que não tive e que terei pra sempre...&lt;/strong&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/2125330239408934344-1230221589910792116?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1230221589910792116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=1230221589910792116' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1230221589910792116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/1230221589910792116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/hoje.html' title='Hoje'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R8wQvQMNaEI/AAAAAAAAADc/VCDG2QIdOew/s72-c/Pop+troti+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-2720008885388558160</id><published>2008-03-01T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T18:06:22.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dias em mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Há dias que minto&lt;br /&gt;Há dias me omito&lt;br /&gt;Dias claros, escuros, raros e comuns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há dias que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Há dias que fico&lt;br /&gt;Dias longos e sem rumo, estreitos em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há dias que nascem&lt;br /&gt;Há dias que esquecem&lt;br /&gt;Dias que vão e não voltam, sem perdão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias de lua, de estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Dias de chuva, goteira&lt;br /&gt;Dias de sol ou de nuvens escuras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias, passam...&lt;br /&gt;Dias meus, dias seus&lt;br /&gt;Dias aqui, noites no Japão&lt;br /&gt;Dias bem claros, sol, noite e solidão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-2720008885388558160?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2720008885388558160/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=2720008885388558160' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2720008885388558160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/2720008885388558160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/dias-em-mim.html' title='Dias em mim'/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125330239408934344.post-5277243421461648658</id><published>2008-03-01T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T04:23:51.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feliz...&lt;br /&gt;até o sol se partir&lt;br /&gt;até a chuva partir&lt;br /&gt;até o céu se ir&lt;br /&gt;até o tempo que durar&lt;br /&gt;até a sorte me habitar&lt;br /&gt;até o sonho acabar&lt;br /&gt;até onde, quando&lt;br /&gt;feliz até meu sempre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125330239408934344-5277243421461648658?l=lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5277243421461648658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2125330239408934344&amp;postID=5277243421461648658' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5277243421461648658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125330239408934344/posts/default/5277243421461648658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lagrimasetormentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>roberta_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03999116054185309340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1Zj0XC0Qxbw/R_ZOsamP8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D2Wd1oaL2Go/S220/DSC02409_bak.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
