<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544299871211285674</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:42:37.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nic - PARALELO</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heitor de Mendonça Batista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00967116131442559664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYuVN8rRBZk/S2xF_QKwYKI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YqjGnVpafdE/S220/OQAAAFG-0H5RbImwJJcI1UankTo6jobXoUSHF4_iLrn-3_Y-brvdz2axssFtaVlPZpc2jO-5zn0GG7LhMKTpNTd9oGgAm1T1UBJ7zKUuQup_z5as_XhA6P0RLX6i.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544299871211285674.post-3460377489521292574</id><published>2010-04-28T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T11:41:29.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra você...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Por cada sorriso, aberto e largo que me inspira a continuar falando minhas besteiras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cada vez que fica com vergonha quando eu tento te embaraçar em público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cada abraço apertado que me diz muito mais do que qualquer beijo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cada Beijo que aos poucos me tiram do chão e me dão vontade de nunca parar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cada carinho que ao mesmo tempo te mima e me deslumbra com a perfeição das curvas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;demonstração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; de amor que por um instante me faz sentir um rei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cada momento quente que me dá certeza de que você é a melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso é que Eu te Amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cada vez que dança animada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mexendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; os braços e balançando a cabeça de forma boba, que me deixa Simplesmente Mais apaixonado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cada vez que fecha a cara mas quando sabe que está errada tenta me amolecer e acaba invertendo o jogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por conseguir me deixar tão vulnerável como ninguém nunca conseguiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por me amar acima de qualquer coisa que seja uma barreira contra nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que eu sei, que minha felicidade se encontra em você ... e porque meu amor está &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;entregue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns Meu Amor!&lt;br /&gt;Do seu lado Sempre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pinguim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544299871211285674-3460377489521292574?l=nicparalelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/feeds/3460377489521292574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544299871211285674&amp;postID=3460377489521292574' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/3460377489521292574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/3460377489521292574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/2010/04/pra-voce.html' title='Pra você...'/><author><name>Heitor de Mendonça Batista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00967116131442559664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYuVN8rRBZk/S2xF_QKwYKI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YqjGnVpafdE/S220/OQAAAFG-0H5RbImwJJcI1UankTo6jobXoUSHF4_iLrn-3_Y-brvdz2axssFtaVlPZpc2jO-5zn0GG7LhMKTpNTd9oGgAm1T1UBJ7zKUuQup_z5as_XhA6P0RLX6i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544299871211285674.post-5187840762624391723</id><published>2010-03-29T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:13:15.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;".Eu queria poder fazer melhor por você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;porque é isso o que você merece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Você sacrifica tanto da sua vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;pra que isso funcione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Enquanto eu estou fechado para ir atrás dos meus próprios sonhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;navegando em volta do mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;por favor, saiba que eu sou seu para guardar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;minha linda menina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;E quando você chora, um pedaço do meu coração morre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;sabendo que eu talvez seja a causa disso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Se você fosse embora, realizar os sonhos de um outro alguém,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;eu acho que eu estaria totalmente perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mas você não pede nenhum anel de diamante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Nenhum colar delicado de pérolas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;É por isso que eu escrevi essa canção para cantar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;minha linda garota."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;City and Colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544299871211285674-5187840762624391723?l=nicparalelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/feeds/5187840762624391723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544299871211285674&amp;postID=5187840762624391723' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/5187840762624391723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/5187840762624391723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/2010/03/girl.html' title='The Girl'/><author><name>Heitor de Mendonça Batista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00967116131442559664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYuVN8rRBZk/S2xF_QKwYKI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YqjGnVpafdE/S220/OQAAAFG-0H5RbImwJJcI1UankTo6jobXoUSHF4_iLrn-3_Y-brvdz2axssFtaVlPZpc2jO-5zn0GG7LhMKTpNTd9oGgAm1T1UBJ7zKUuQup_z5as_XhA6P0RLX6i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544299871211285674.post-1121303827302176129</id><published>2010-02-05T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T03:53:12.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UIA!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Estou vivendo um momento de Felicidade Absurda!&lt;br /&gt;ta tudo muito  bem!&lt;br /&gt;e falo isso sem medo de que a inveja dos outros acabem me tirando isso...&lt;br /&gt;na verdade acho  mesmo que só pode me atingir aquilo que eu dou relevância...&lt;br /&gt;e invejosos não contam nessa lista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achei um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poeminha&lt;/span&gt; na &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;net&lt;/span&gt; que curti... e ai vai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amanhã vou te esperar,&lt;br /&gt;na plantação de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;girasol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;girafas me lembram borboletas...&lt;br /&gt;verde, vermelho, amarelo e violeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz lembrar,&lt;br /&gt;do anel no dedo daquela mulher.&lt;br /&gt;O pinguim e o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;girasol&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;jogando &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tênis&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;basketball&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela gosta de sentir,&lt;br /&gt;as estrelas queimarem o seu rosto.&lt;br /&gt;Você vai pedi-la em casamento&lt;br /&gt;e imaginar que ela queira o oposto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vai querer pensar,&lt;br /&gt;sentir e sonhar!&lt;br /&gt;girafas me lembram borboletas...&lt;br /&gt;verde, vermelho, amarelo e violeta."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;abobalhado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;né&lt;/span&gt;!?&lt;br /&gt;mas sei lá...&lt;br /&gt;felicidade é tipo uma droga! faz você se sentir bem!&lt;br /&gt;e eu não to ligando nem um pouco pro fato de estar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dopado&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://troqueaspilhas.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-its-my-snowflake.html"&gt;Fonte do poema&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544299871211285674-1121303827302176129?l=nicparalelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/feeds/1121303827302176129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544299871211285674&amp;postID=1121303827302176129' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/1121303827302176129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/1121303827302176129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/2010/02/uia.html' title='UIA!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Heitor de Mendonça Batista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00967116131442559664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYuVN8rRBZk/S2xF_QKwYKI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YqjGnVpafdE/S220/OQAAAFG-0H5RbImwJJcI1UankTo6jobXoUSHF4_iLrn-3_Y-brvdz2axssFtaVlPZpc2jO-5zn0GG7LhMKTpNTd9oGgAm1T1UBJ7zKUuQup_z5as_XhA6P0RLX6i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544299871211285674.post-2661438154405826743</id><published>2010-02-03T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T17:56:25.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Branquinha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Te quero do  meu lado pra te fazer sorrir,&lt;br /&gt;Te quero do  meu lado para poder sorrir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te quero do  meu lado mesmo sem ter pra onde ir&lt;br /&gt;Te quero do  meu lado pelo simples fato de que você me faz bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deitado do seu lado sinto uma enorme paz&lt;br /&gt;mesmo que sem dizer nada... coisa que só o olhar traz&lt;br /&gt;e fico te admirando e vendo como é linda mesmo antes ou depois&lt;br /&gt;é uma coisa que não se explica nesse nosso momento a dois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta faço carinho e sinto suas curvas até mesmo sem me pedir&lt;br /&gt;e sei que pela ponta dos dedos mesmo em silêncio te faço sorrir&lt;br /&gt;te daria o mundo se assim pudesse...&lt;br /&gt;te daria tudo que quer pra poder de te ver feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E me emociona com todo seu jeito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;moleca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me surpreende com todo seu jeito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;expert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico bobo a cada nova qualidade que conheço&lt;br /&gt;Fico mais apaixonado por você menina/mulher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes me faltam palavras&lt;br /&gt;as vezes me sobram gestos&lt;br /&gt;eu sei que as vezes te envergonho&lt;br /&gt;e sei que as vezes eu exagero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas te quero do meu lado enquanto agente for feliz&lt;br /&gt;Te quero do meu lado porque eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;Te quero do meu lado e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hoje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; agente fez um Mês&lt;br /&gt;Te quero do meu lado e que isso dure por anos..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544299871211285674-2661438154405826743?l=nicparalelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/feeds/2661438154405826743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544299871211285674&amp;postID=2661438154405826743' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/2661438154405826743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/2661438154405826743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/2010/02/branquinha.html' title='Branquinha...'/><author><name>Heitor de Mendonça Batista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00967116131442559664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYuVN8rRBZk/S2xF_QKwYKI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YqjGnVpafdE/S220/OQAAAFG-0H5RbImwJJcI1UankTo6jobXoUSHF4_iLrn-3_Y-brvdz2axssFtaVlPZpc2jO-5zn0GG7LhMKTpNTd9oGgAm1T1UBJ7zKUuQup_z5as_XhA6P0RLX6i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544299871211285674.post-4078023483867387671</id><published>2009-12-28T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:04:28.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retirando o arame farpado....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu sei   eu  sei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faz muito  tempo  que não venho  aqui...&lt;br /&gt;é que no  assunto  que aborda esse blog eu  andei  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BEEEM&lt;/span&gt; Perdidinho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e em conversas com um amigo meu entre: doses alcoólicas, crises existenciais, e substâncias libertadoras de pensamento formou-se a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;idéia&lt;/span&gt; do "Coração Farpado" que segue mais ou  menos assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Moeu, socou,  surrou, chacoalhou, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eletrocutou&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;mas não voltou a bater...&lt;br /&gt;nada que fosse feito por mim mesmo seria o suficiente para revivê-lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não  morreu  continua lá...&lt;br /&gt;apenas não  bate mais&lt;br /&gt;está protegido, hostil e seguro de quaisquer sentimentos que possam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ferí&lt;/span&gt;-lo&lt;br /&gt;claro que estilhaços foram e serão deixados pra trás...&lt;br /&gt;corações inocentes foram feridos por essa rigidez que foi estabelecida à procura de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;proteção&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;lamentação é o que de melhor posso oferecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o corpo fechou&lt;br /&gt;"aproveitador", "cafajeste", "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pilantra&lt;/span&gt;" foram os nomes recebidos&lt;br /&gt;para alguém que não desenvolve apego a ninguém&lt;br /&gt;nem a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sí&lt;/span&gt; mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evitando qualquer sofrimento  que possa ser &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;proporcionado&lt;/span&gt; por outros&lt;br /&gt;ou por mim mesmo ...&lt;br /&gt;Lamento ...&lt;br /&gt;mas o arame farpado está lá...&lt;br /&gt;é de seu risco aceitar o desafio e tentar passar por ele sem sofrer arranhões..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;isso foi escrito.. há um tempo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas não pude apagá-lo&lt;br /&gt;pois não foi útil só para mim ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passei e agora devoto os sentimentos a quem realmente merece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e isso acima não se aplica a ela...&lt;br /&gt;.........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;já isso abaixo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Desculpa se as vezes eu grudo demais&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes eu chego a sufocar..&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes eu  me enciumo com besteira&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa mas faço pelo simples fato de te amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes fico indiferente&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes me faço calar&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes finjo não ter interesse&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa mas esse é meu jeito de gostar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes te encho a paciência&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes faço birra sem porque&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes perco toda inocência&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa mas faço por que gosto de você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes te envergonho em público&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes demonstro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;afeto&lt;/span&gt; demais&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se as vezes fico frio no meu canto&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa mas fico assustado com o bem que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;você&lt;/span&gt; me faz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa por qualquer coisa que tenha feito de errado&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa se te fiz pensar que não faça por merecer&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa mas aposte em mim estarei sempre do seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa mas é que fico bobo por você..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Branquinha&lt;/span&gt; ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544299871211285674-4078023483867387671?l=nicparalelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/feeds/4078023483867387671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544299871211285674&amp;postID=4078023483867387671' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/4078023483867387671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/4078023483867387671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/2009/12/retirando-o-arame-farpado.html' title='Retirando o arame farpado....'/><author><name>Heitor de Mendonça Batista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00967116131442559664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYuVN8rRBZk/S2xF_QKwYKI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YqjGnVpafdE/S220/OQAAAFG-0H5RbImwJJcI1UankTo6jobXoUSHF4_iLrn-3_Y-brvdz2axssFtaVlPZpc2jO-5zn0GG7LhMKTpNTd9oGgAm1T1UBJ7zKUuQup_z5as_XhA6P0RLX6i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544299871211285674.post-5443254750081149568</id><published>2009-11-03T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T04:41:48.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre o que realmente querer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"As palavras surgem na minha mente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;e eu simplesmente não consigo impedi-las de sair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;tenho vontade de falar a verdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;o que provavelmente me fará mentir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;fazendo quem eu amo chorar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;quando só queria fazer sorrir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;De fato começo o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; de hoje com um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;poeminha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; que Acabei de inventar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;minha vida ta meio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;bagunçada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;...  não  que isso  seja fora do  normal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;na verdade foram poucos os momentos que ela não esteve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;mas não que isso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;também&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; esteja fora do normal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;não sou uma vítima...  a vida de muita gente ta muito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;bagunçada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;digo isso com base nas pessoas ao meu redor, todos estão  meio atordoados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;assim como eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;o  que de certa maneira me inspira a escrever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"... larguemos as preocupações de lado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;e vivamos o momento presente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;você que namora e já não aguenta mais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;você que não namora e também não aguenta mais não ter ninguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;as pessoas se arrependem... o problema que é geralmente tarde demais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;quem sofreu com uma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;ação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;impensada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; teme passar por isso  de novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;e acaba fazendo com que não vá adiante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;o arrependimento dói...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;te faz sofrer basicamente pelo fato, de não conseguir voltar atrás...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;e ver que deixou  passar algo  que te fazia muito bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;mas o  mundo é assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;você só tem uma chance para fazer as coisas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;depois dessa primeira qualquer outra que venha a frente já sofrerá alterações...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;do pensamento, do medo, da insegurança, da lembrança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;É preciso manter posição...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;e lutar contra o que é "proibido"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;mas isso  é uma loucura, tudo  pelo  que eu  me interesso e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;apaixono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;é simplesmente o "proibido", o "não pode ser feito"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;e assim segue o pensamento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;sem saber o que quer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;nem pra onde vai..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;é isso  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;ae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;por hoje é só...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"O amor não é um sentimento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;o amor é um Dom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;há quem saiba utilizá-lo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;há quem não."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/5544299871211285674-5443254750081149568?l=nicparalelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/feeds/5443254750081149568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544299871211285674&amp;postID=5443254750081149568' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/5443254750081149568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/5443254750081149568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/2009/11/sobre-o-que-realmente-querer.html' title='Sobre o que realmente querer...'/><author><name>Heitor de Mendonça Batista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00967116131442559664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYuVN8rRBZk/S2xF_QKwYKI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YqjGnVpafdE/S220/OQAAAFG-0H5RbImwJJcI1UankTo6jobXoUSHF4_iLrn-3_Y-brvdz2axssFtaVlPZpc2jO-5zn0GG7LhMKTpNTd9oGgAm1T1UBJ7zKUuQup_z5as_XhA6P0RLX6i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544299871211285674.post-2899912053701771779</id><published>2009-10-12T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:56:34.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redenção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Provável que me arrependa ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;pois isso não era para ser escrito aqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e sim para ser entregue em mãos... mas de novo esmigalhei-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;pois então lá vai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"...Deitei no chão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nada além de raiva, ódio, Tristeza e amargura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Na cabeça só&amp;nbsp; uma imagem ... ELA ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não&amp;nbsp; sei como é possível...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por mais que todos falem, e que tudo se comprove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;eu ainda insisto no mesmo erro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deitado no chão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sou só lágrimas,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;escrevo mensagens pra ela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tentando mostrar o quanto me faz Sofrer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Queria estar frente-a-frente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Olhando nos olhos dela me entregaria... e de tudo abriria mão&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deitado no chão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;me contorço de dor no peito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;é por dentro, há um buraco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ficou o espaço vazio da alma que eu entreguei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;olhando nos olhos dela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e assim passei o poder sob mim... para outra pessoa... ELA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deitado no chão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;eu re-leio juras de amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pedidos para que eu nunca a abandone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e me pergunto: Se tudo isso foi real, porque acabou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E choro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deitado no chão eu choro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ela dizia ter medo de depender de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e hoje já não consigo seguir em frente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;por mais que eu tente, não consigo esquecê-la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deitado no chão eu peço rendição...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por favor, se realmente não&amp;nbsp; tem mais como&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por favor, me liberte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ajoelhado no&amp;nbsp; chão&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;eu choro, choro .... e nada mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não aguento mais sentir dor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;me liberte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu nunca fiz nada para seu&amp;nbsp; mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Então por favor me respeite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ao menos se despeça direito, e reconheça tudo o que faço,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;só&amp;nbsp; para poder mais uma vez...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Olhar nos seus olhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e por um mísero momento voltar a sentir aquilo que me fez tão bem um dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mesmo que eu&amp;nbsp; saiba que após senti-lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você arrancará mais um pedaço de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Abrindo cada vez mais, aquele buraco que você começou..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"...não há tombo da qual eu não consiga levantar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;e esse é só&amp;nbsp; mais um que me dá mais vontade de lutar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"...Não há desistência, permaneço constante..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5544299871211285674-2899912053701771779?l=nicparalelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/feeds/2899912053701771779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544299871211285674&amp;postID=2899912053701771779' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/2899912053701771779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/2899912053701771779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/2009/10/redencao.html' title='Redenção'/><author><name>Heitor de Mendonça Batista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00967116131442559664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYuVN8rRBZk/S2xF_QKwYKI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YqjGnVpafdE/S220/OQAAAFG-0H5RbImwJJcI1UankTo6jobXoUSHF4_iLrn-3_Y-brvdz2axssFtaVlPZpc2jO-5zn0GG7LhMKTpNTd9oGgAm1T1UBJ7zKUuQup_z5as_XhA6P0RLX6i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544299871211285674.post-6117008463261062365</id><published>2009-10-08T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:38:30.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O eterno vazio de não ter uma chance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;não pensei em nada ... nem planejei ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nem escrevi antes... apenas abri o editor de textos as 11:10 da manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; dessa quinta-feira e vou&amp;nbsp; escrever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e não faço ideia do que vai sair.... da minha mente com razão,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;passar pelo meu peito colhendo emoção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; e sair pelos meus dedos podendo não fazer sentido algum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;afinal não consigo sair disso... as vezes até gostaria de me centrar mas não consigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; não me entendo...&amp;nbsp; não sei o que quero... e por mais que tente...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;nada consegue mudar isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"...conheci um cara,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;primo do vizinho, do cunhado, do irmão, filho da conhecida, da mãe de um amigo de infância meu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;era confuso, suas idéias beiravam a insanidade, e chegavam a tangenciar a genialidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;como todos nós era hipócrita, mas odiava hipocrisia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e se torturava por viver com essa realidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sentado em minha poltrona, sozinho no meu quarto, comecei uma conversa franca com ele,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ele desabafou, chorou, seu desespero era iminente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tudo por tornar eminente alguém que passou&amp;nbsp; por sua vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;calou-se durante 20 minutos... e logo após descreveu tal situação:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;'imagine uma corrente de cerca de 20 metros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;em uma ponta um Gancho preso a minha alma na altura da espinha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a outra ponta estava nas mãos de quem eu me deixei entregar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mas esse alguém percebeu que podia soltá-la, e assim o&amp;nbsp; fez,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mas fez isso nos trilhos de um trem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;o trem passou ... a ponta da corrente enganchou em suas engrenAgens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e com uma brutal força arrancou dele tudo aquilo que ele mais gostava de sentir!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ficou vazio, o coitado nunca teve uma chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;nunca teve uma explicação, do porque ela deixou a corrente nos trilhos do trem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;nunca pôde tentar de novo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ela se foi, e fez com que ele ficase vazio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;incapaz de poder doar sua alma a outro alguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ele chorou, enquanto eu bebia sozinho no escuro do meu quarto, ele chorou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;me falava do perfume, do Beijo, do olhar, dos costumes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e depois foi embora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;não ouvi a porta abrir, nem ao menos fechar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mas sei que saiu, e manteve a verdade de seus sentimentos lá dentro comigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;enxuguei os olhos, liguei o som e durmi ouvindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;'first daY of my life'. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"...uma chance, foi tudo que eu pedi..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/5544299871211285674-6117008463261062365?l=nicparalelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/feeds/6117008463261062365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544299871211285674&amp;postID=6117008463261062365' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/6117008463261062365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/6117008463261062365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-eterno-vazio-de-nao-ter-uma-chance.html' title='O eterno vazio de não ter uma chance...'/><author><name>Heitor de Mendonça Batista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00967116131442559664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYuVN8rRBZk/S2xF_QKwYKI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YqjGnVpafdE/S220/OQAAAFG-0H5RbImwJJcI1UankTo6jobXoUSHF4_iLrn-3_Y-brvdz2axssFtaVlPZpc2jO-5zn0GG7LhMKTpNTd9oGgAm1T1UBJ7zKUuQup_z5as_XhA6P0RLX6i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544299871211285674.post-6665521204210106993</id><published>2009-09-30T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:49:09.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre: A Divisão de um Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AE&lt;/span&gt; !!! Cambada de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Birulêibis&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esse é o Nicotina - Paralelo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui sim  tenho meu espaço  para textos, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;poesias&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mimimi&lt;/span&gt;'s...&lt;br /&gt;claro  sempre (ou  não) escrevendo coisas relevantes a minha vida e tal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com  meu toque pessoal&lt;br /&gt;e PENETRANTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quem quiser ler leia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;quem quiser comentar comente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;quem quiser gostar goste.&lt;br /&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;quem quiser toma no  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cú&lt;/span&gt; ... TOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Para cada Passado Presente e Futuro"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;' Em divisão constante me identifico, os caminhos não são claros&lt;br /&gt;nem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;objetivos&lt;/span&gt; não sei por onde optar nem para onde seguir, não sei&lt;br /&gt;em quem apostar e nem de quem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;desistir&lt;/span&gt;... tudo um grande vazio&lt;br /&gt;porém repleto de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;e por isso  não me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;desvencilho&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;quando o  certo seria sumir, esquecer, e nunca mais voltar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;eu  faço  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;exatamente&lt;/span&gt; o contrário, apareço, ajudo e brota algo que&lt;br /&gt;havia adormecido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Memórias para esburacar meu peito, e vontades para me deixar&lt;br /&gt;sem ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;não resisto aos seus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jeitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;olhares, bocas, gestos e caminhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mas não posso deixar que a vontade vença e assim de novo fazendo&lt;br /&gt;com que acabe em lágrimas e rancor, não só da parte delas como&lt;br /&gt;da minha também ... e um buraco uma dor '.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"...I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lover&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don&lt;/span&gt;'t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5544299871211285674-6665521204210106993?l=nicparalelo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/feeds/6665521204210106993/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5544299871211285674&amp;postID=6665521204210106993' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/6665521204210106993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5544299871211285674/posts/default/6665521204210106993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicparalelo.blogspot.com/2009/09/sobre-divisao-de-um-coracao.html' title='Sobre: A Divisão de um Coração'/><author><name>Heitor de Mendonça Batista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00967116131442559664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYuVN8rRBZk/S2xF_QKwYKI/AAAAAAAAA7E/YqjGnVpafdE/S220/OQAAAFG-0H5RbImwJJcI1UankTo6jobXoUSHF4_iLrn-3_Y-brvdz2axssFtaVlPZpc2jO-5zn0GG7LhMKTpNTd9oGgAm1T1UBJ7zKUuQup_z5as_XhA6P0RLX6i.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
