<?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-168665614071255377</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:15:30.699-08:00</updated><category term='In vacation ;D~'/><category term='hapyness can hapen'/><category term='Vida'/><category term='Avalon High'/><category term='Senso Aleatório'/><category term='Crepúsculo'/><category term='cultismo'/><category term='N.'/><category term=':}'/><category term='NRSF (L)'/><category term='=/'/><category term='sentimento'/><category term='Música'/><category term='Vômito de palavras'/><category term='continuação'/><category term='continuação ;)'/><category term='Religião'/><category term='Draw'/><category term='O Vendedor de Sonhos'/><category term='Lipstick'/><category term='to be continued'/><category term='Tributo'/><category term='Estrela da Vida Inteira'/><category term='reflexão'/><category term='G.M.A.B.'/><title type='text'>Keep Save</title><subtitle type='html'>Sentimentos convertidos em letras</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3406117841920766084</id><published>2011-06-18T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T16:39:10.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patologia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwn-tL5oiOE/Tf03B2WahnI/AAAAAAAABG0/RAEJy3YzNIo/s1600/tree.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwn-tL5oiOE/Tf03B2WahnI/AAAAAAAABG0/RAEJy3YzNIo/s400/tree.JPG" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Perdi-me em mim mesma&lt;br /&gt;Num dia que não existiu&lt;br /&gt;Como um acidente do qual não posso lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Por ter batido fortemente com a cabeça em algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo em sua pior face&lt;br /&gt;Foi o que me atingiu ferozmente&lt;br /&gt;Instalando uma chaga em minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Uma patologia inscrita em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um vácuo proposital em minhas têmporas&lt;br /&gt;Agravado pela pressão que não havia de ser&lt;br /&gt;Enforcando minha existência tênue&lt;br /&gt;Com as mãos carinhosamente dolorosas de meus pais&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3406117841920766084?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3406117841920766084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3406117841920766084' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3406117841920766084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3406117841920766084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2011/06/patologia.html' title='Patologia'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwn-tL5oiOE/Tf03B2WahnI/AAAAAAAABG0/RAEJy3YzNIo/s72-c/tree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-4902379668465804855</id><published>2011-05-15T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T07:37:16.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aB0-xMPEKKE/TdBHSelETeI/AAAAAAAABGs/hBWvRv6Br7g/s1600/rrrrr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aB0-xMPEKKE/TdBHSelETeI/AAAAAAAABGs/hBWvRv6Br7g/s640/rrrrr.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mente tão insana e qual devaneio tão sombrio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Iria recusar a força de um amor tão gentil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Qual estrela fria, qual brisa nebulosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Deixaria de notar o corpo divino que se estende nesse lençol celestial?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Debruçada sobre as estrelas mais brilhantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uma criança se enche de riso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;De felicidade em poeira estelar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brincando entre os dedos do vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ela se infla da mais doce alegria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E expira de satisfação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sentindo os olhos coçarem de sono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ficando tonta pela canção de ninar da negra noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Suavemente é balançada pelas ondas do céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As nuvens que lhe cobrem de carinho e aconchego&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fazem do alto céu noturno o seu ninho de conforto e paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-4902379668465804855?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/4902379668465804855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=4902379668465804855' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4902379668465804855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4902379668465804855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2011/05/crianca.html' title='Criança'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aB0-xMPEKKE/TdBHSelETeI/AAAAAAAABGs/hBWvRv6Br7g/s72-c/rrrrr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6448414462719742535</id><published>2011-05-06T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:32:19.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilho dos seus olhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcDDCsZRNQo/TcSeXnbondI/AAAAAAAABFo/j8VKDoAikW0/s1600/myboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="418" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcDDCsZRNQo/TcSeXnbondI/AAAAAAAABFo/j8VKDoAikW0/s640/myboy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na manhã ensolarada do brilho dos seus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É onde quero, ao tilintar de suas pálpebras, acordar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para a doce vida ao seu lado, &lt;i&gt;meu amor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Encantada com o afago que recebo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada falo, pois as palavras estão pairando no ar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ar que nos cerca e nos enche de vontade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De continuar a se olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6448414462719742535?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6448414462719742535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6448414462719742535' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6448414462719742535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6448414462719742535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2011/05/brilho-dos-seus-olhos.html' title='Brilho dos seus olhos'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcDDCsZRNQo/TcSeXnbondI/AAAAAAAABFo/j8VKDoAikW0/s72-c/myboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-4223012506522763530</id><published>2011-03-11T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T16:57:27.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUaIEnVGpe8/TXoTmoARNfI/AAAAAAAABCQ/PvbjGURwKhk/s1600/OgAAAH8oDeEbcWs3K28Pcqg-bTNVGbX2SAlNGeLZOygN14ttoqT87miGkVqe3ejv3OIKpIBQEimTR4oPskOOhO88BbkAm1T1UCv7IKGeEcnd72AsUD5eH1Edwx2t.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUaIEnVGpe8/TXoTmoARNfI/AAAAAAAABCQ/PvbjGURwKhk/s320/OgAAAH8oDeEbcWs3K28Pcqg-bTNVGbX2SAlNGeLZOygN14ttoqT87miGkVqe3ejv3OIKpIBQEimTR4oPskOOhO88BbkAm1T1UCv7IKGeEcnd72AsUD5eH1Edwx2t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582796242373654002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um anjo pousou em minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tirou as asas das omoplatas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E veio caminhar para sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ao meu lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-4223012506522763530?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/4223012506522763530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=4223012506522763530' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4223012506522763530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4223012506522763530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-anjo-pousou-em-minha-vida-tirou-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUaIEnVGpe8/TXoTmoARNfI/AAAAAAAABCQ/PvbjGURwKhk/s72-c/OgAAAH8oDeEbcWs3K28Pcqg-bTNVGbX2SAlNGeLZOygN14ttoqT87miGkVqe3ejv3OIKpIBQEimTR4oPskOOhO88BbkAm1T1UCv7IKGeEcnd72AsUD5eH1Edwx2t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6366592550561261756</id><published>2011-02-02T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T14:49:20.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Outra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TUnfV_Y041I/AAAAAAAABB4/g8CTdEAQP2k/s1600/far_away_from_home__by_wredna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TUnfV_Y041I/AAAAAAAABB4/g8CTdEAQP2k/s320/far_away_from_home__by_wredna.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569227983106138962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ela era a outra, e se sentiu invisível naquela sala de estar onde estava seu amante e a esposa dele, abraçados enquanto perdoavam um ao outro... Enquanto isso, ela foi se escoando para a porta, querendo sumir o mais rápido possível e ao mesmo tempo querendo estar no lugar da esposa, mas não seria possível. Então ela abriu a porta, que pareceu chorar quando foi aberta, um barulho agudo e esmorecido... Foi sua deixa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6366592550561261756?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6366592550561261756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6366592550561261756' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6366592550561261756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6366592550561261756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2011/02/outra.html' title='A Outra'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TUnfV_Y041I/AAAAAAAABB4/g8CTdEAQP2k/s72-c/far_away_from_home__by_wredna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-908663902020481067</id><published>2010-11-27T18:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T18:59:33.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chegou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TPHE9pbFqSI/AAAAAAAABBQ/bueXPqgZoGg/s1600/261120104865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TPHE9pbFqSI/AAAAAAAABBQ/bueXPqgZoGg/s320/261120104865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544429179640326434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meu amor lindo, minha felicidade chegou&lt;br /&gt;Choro de alegria por isso ser verdade&lt;br /&gt;Por ter te achado, por você ter me encontrado&lt;br /&gt;Tão pouco tempo e tantos momentos intensos&lt;br /&gt;O dia escurece e a gente nem vê&lt;br /&gt;A loucura nos domina e a gente é o que a gente sempre quis ser&lt;br /&gt;Te amo tanto, lindo...&lt;br /&gt;Muito :}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-908663902020481067?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/908663902020481067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=908663902020481067' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/908663902020481067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/908663902020481067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/11/chegou.html' title='Chegou'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TPHE9pbFqSI/AAAAAAAABBQ/bueXPqgZoGg/s72-c/261120104865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-4052507035128834291</id><published>2010-11-22T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T13:22:35.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O despertar no paraíso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TOrfDg4prII/AAAAAAAABBI/ZZPxH6s7New/s1600/11friedrich_wanderer-sea-fog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TOrfDg4prII/AAAAAAAABBI/ZZPxH6s7New/s320/11friedrich_wanderer-sea-fog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542487542892964994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paz, ele está em paz&lt;br /&gt;Abriu os olhos no paraíso&lt;br /&gt;Está extasiado de frente ao inacreditável&lt;br /&gt;Com a muda felicidade na sua garganta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas as tensões desapareceram&lt;br /&gt;As nuvens enfim se foram&lt;br /&gt;O seu rosto é iluminado&lt;br /&gt;Pela clareza de sua áurea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os olhos dele são estrelas alvíssimas&lt;br /&gt;Que brilham incansavelmente&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto admira sua bela flor do campo&lt;br /&gt;Acariciando-lhe com toques sutís&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ternura tamanha demonstrada&lt;br /&gt;A delicada flor volta para o lugar do qual sempre pertenceu:&lt;br /&gt;Os afáveis braços do seu anjo&lt;br /&gt;Onde adormece sorrindo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-4052507035128834291?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/4052507035128834291/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=4052507035128834291' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4052507035128834291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4052507035128834291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-despertar-no-paraiso.html' title='O despertar no paraíso'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TOrfDg4prII/AAAAAAAABBI/ZZPxH6s7New/s72-c/11friedrich_wanderer-sea-fog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-4325073277072034416</id><published>2010-10-17T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T19:01:57.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fênix</title><content type='html'>Quero um dia de calma&lt;br /&gt;Um entorpecente para minha psique&lt;br /&gt;O clima ameno do outono&lt;br /&gt;A paciência sem fim dos sábios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo anestesiar minha fronte&lt;br /&gt;Relaxar meu dorso durante a noite&lt;br /&gt;Esquecer do ar que respiro&lt;br /&gt;E drenar todo veneno para fora de minhas veias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperar pela hora alta&lt;br /&gt;Não deixar que a ansiedade me domine&lt;br /&gt;Seder ao peso de minhas pálpebras&lt;br /&gt;Não me cansar no aguardo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conhecer a efemeridade&lt;br /&gt;Por-me em cinzas ao prever o fim&lt;br /&gt;Gravar minha identidade em pedra&lt;br /&gt;E renascer no fogo que purifica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-4325073277072034416?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/4325073277072034416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=4325073277072034416' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4325073277072034416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4325073277072034416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/10/fenix.html' title='Fênix'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6518143771352194504</id><published>2010-10-12T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:16:39.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Da proteção à negação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TLTCFwBil6I/AAAAAAAABA0/yjY3cRovfJc/s1600/wutheringheights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TLTCFwBil6I/AAAAAAAABA0/yjY3cRovfJc/s320/wutheringheights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527256046736938914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho me protegido&lt;br /&gt;Do que é teu mas que me põe em perigo&lt;br /&gt;Do coração que se tornou meu inimigo&lt;br /&gt;Dos braços que já não me dão abrigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quis ser&lt;br /&gt;A menina dos teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;A aurora boreal da tua vida&lt;br /&gt;A estrela da alvorada que mais brilha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu desejei como uma criança&lt;br /&gt;Te ter em cada momento na minha lembrança&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais sentir saudades&lt;br /&gt;Nem derramar tristeza na tua bondade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu pude ver&lt;br /&gt;Teu largo riso de menino&lt;br /&gt;Tua felicidade leve e tranquila&lt;br /&gt;Tua pureza invisível&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quis viver&lt;br /&gt;Na paz celeste dos teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;No calor palpável de tua pele&lt;br /&gt;Ao som grave da tua voz afável&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não posso mais&lt;br /&gt;Deixar de te amar&lt;br /&gt;De clamar teu nome na noite&lt;br /&gt;Ou de cantar teu amor de dia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6518143771352194504?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6518143771352194504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6518143771352194504' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6518143771352194504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6518143771352194504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/10/da-protecao-negacao.html' title='Da proteção à negação'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TLTCFwBil6I/AAAAAAAABA0/yjY3cRovfJc/s72-c/wutheringheights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5775785309665703807</id><published>2010-09-19T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T06:31:17.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TJYOTvVUiWI/AAAAAAAABAc/0Yt8COt_Um0/s1600/clock_sketch_by_WillemXSM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TJYOTvVUiWI/AAAAAAAABAc/0Yt8COt_Um0/s320/clock_sketch_by_WillemXSM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518614125675317602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alcance-me com seus beijos no calar da noite&lt;br /&gt;O tempo parou para ver você chegar&lt;br /&gt;Meu doce amor alado, meu príncipe. Meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero sem fôlego pela brisa calorosa da tua essência&lt;br /&gt;Teu perfume, teu cheiro de anjo&lt;br /&gt;O ar que eu necessito urgentemente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aninha-me junto à teu peito&lt;br /&gt;E me faz dormir um sono quieto e singelo&lt;br /&gt;Porque temos todo o tempo que desejarmos&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre juntos, meu amor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5775785309665703807?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5775785309665703807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5775785309665703807' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5775785309665703807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5775785309665703807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/09/ala.html' title='Ala'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TJYOTvVUiWI/AAAAAAAABAc/0Yt8COt_Um0/s72-c/clock_sketch_by_WillemXSM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3839779155625185523</id><published>2010-09-06T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T17:26:49.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buraco negro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TIWGv_ld-BI/AAAAAAAABAE/Lz7mbbA6Rrc/s1600/ZZ03DF07EA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TIWGv_ld-BI/AAAAAAAABAE/Lz7mbbA6Rrc/s320/ZZ03DF07EA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513961477865601042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tem um buraco negro em algum lugar em minha mente, ele destrói tudo que tento construir com o meu máximo de esforço e me joga no vazio de novo.&lt;br /&gt;O vazio dói muito, é uma escuridão que não me deixa encontrar o foco do problema, como se fosse um enorme conjunto de coisas ruins com as quais eu não consigo lidar, meus monstros do armário, meus piores pesadelos e minhas piores lembranças.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3839779155625185523?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3839779155625185523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3839779155625185523' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3839779155625185523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3839779155625185523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/09/buraco-negro.html' title='Buraco negro'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TIWGv_ld-BI/AAAAAAAABAE/Lz7mbbA6Rrc/s72-c/ZZ03DF07EA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3967747988789459003</id><published>2010-08-29T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T07:46:31.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/THpx5XmIpqI/AAAAAAAAA_8/-r5msIHM1Aw/s1600/OgAAANs8J-9h5SpEVDsmYgMgJwywa_UzAXBkaV86zSzhE7n-uXe2IVZYkIEYE3SGkvNXt17Rf3wYBa3-YxAmaV1v6gEAm1T1UHlKB3-R0DoEoiqUWqtiB0gZIaih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/THpx5XmIpqI/AAAAAAAAA_8/-r5msIHM1Aw/s320/OgAAANs8J-9h5SpEVDsmYgMgJwywa_UzAXBkaV86zSzhE7n-uXe2IVZYkIEYE3SGkvNXt17Rf3wYBa3-YxAmaV1v6gEAm1T1UHlKB3-R0DoEoiqUWqtiB0gZIaih.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510842324441671330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desse tempo que não volta mais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3967747988789459003?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3967747988789459003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3967747988789459003' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3967747988789459003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3967747988789459003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/08/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/THpx5XmIpqI/AAAAAAAAA_8/-r5msIHM1Aw/s72-c/OgAAANs8J-9h5SpEVDsmYgMgJwywa_UzAXBkaV86zSzhE7n-uXe2IVZYkIEYE3SGkvNXt17Rf3wYBa3-YxAmaV1v6gEAm1T1UHlKB3-R0DoEoiqUWqtiB0gZIaih.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3932102513517951709</id><published>2010-08-01T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T14:53:00.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TFXsjSIAaKI/AAAAAAAAA_k/vyHNy_7LHOI/s1600/saudeeprevencao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TFXsjSIAaKI/AAAAAAAAA_k/vyHNy_7LHOI/s320/saudeeprevencao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500562610807924898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que eles estão observando, estão me assistindo&lt;br /&gt;Eu consigo sentir até o gosto do veneno&lt;br /&gt;Daqueles que me cercam e me encaram&lt;br /&gt;Eu só queria um modo sem dor de acabar com tudo isso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está em chamas, minha vida está em chamas!&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero mais transpirar de medo&lt;br /&gt;Ficar tonta de tantas dores imensas&lt;br /&gt;Eu só queria um botão para me desligar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3932102513517951709?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3932102513517951709/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3932102513517951709' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3932102513517951709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3932102513517951709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/08/imagem.html' title='Imagem'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TFXsjSIAaKI/AAAAAAAAA_k/vyHNy_7LHOI/s72-c/saudeeprevencao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5020588637273129676</id><published>2010-07-21T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T17:34:19.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>48 anos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TEeQZo7WSrI/AAAAAAAAA_U/J-UmY3yJGs4/s1600/CAS.NECA+E+EVA.BLOG+2010+%2835%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TEeQZo7WSrI/AAAAAAAAA_U/J-UmY3yJGs4/s320/CAS.NECA+E+EVA.BLOG+2010+%2835%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496520640386452146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;São o exemplo vivo da minha esperança&lt;br /&gt;Que o amor perdura na aliança&lt;br /&gt;E o ouro verdadeiro é do coração&lt;br /&gt;Nobre metal da união eterna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fidelidade de todas as horas&lt;br /&gt;Ela é o exemplo da perseverança&lt;br /&gt;E ele o guardião da nobre dama&lt;br /&gt;O escudo que não descansa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai de mim ter um dia a honra!&lt;br /&gt;De fazer crescer tal semente&lt;br /&gt;Cultivada em todas as estações&lt;br /&gt;E elevada à esse amor eloquente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5020588637273129676?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5020588637273129676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5020588637273129676' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5020588637273129676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5020588637273129676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/07/50-anos.html' title='48 anos'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TEeQZo7WSrI/AAAAAAAAA_U/J-UmY3yJGs4/s72-c/CAS.NECA+E+EVA.BLOG+2010+%2835%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-231335746788514699</id><published>2010-07-18T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:45:58.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Campo Minado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TEOekyI-ULI/AAAAAAAAA_M/hXXGVvGfUlE/s1600/Teddy%2BGeiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TEOekyI-ULI/AAAAAAAAA_M/hXXGVvGfUlE/s320/Teddy%2BGeiger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495410325094027442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Atirando-me palavras confusas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Você era o melhor jogador&lt;br /&gt;Estava desnorteada pelos códigos&lt;br /&gt;Da indecifrável vida que propunhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor foi um campo minado&lt;br /&gt;Onde eu andava de olhos vendados&lt;br /&gt;Tentando adivinhar onde era seguro pisar&lt;br /&gt;Onde não colocaria tudo pelos ares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas era uma trilha falha&lt;br /&gt;A única certeza era o erro&lt;br /&gt;E a única esperança&lt;br /&gt;Era que você parasse de jogar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Não seja leviano com o coração dos outros."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-231335746788514699?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/231335746788514699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=231335746788514699' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-4865408443920218277</id><published>2010-07-13T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:35:54.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Algum Demônio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Um último beijo, só um&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Então deixarei você ir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pesada demais  para sua vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu caí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas você não pode amortecer minha  queda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou quebrada, não me segure quando eu bater  no chão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Algum demônio, algum anjo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me tem até os ossos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você  disse: "para sempre e eternamente"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora eu acredito em você, amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você disse "para sempre e eternamente"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É um tempo  tão longo e solitário...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some Devil - Dave Matthews Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-4865408443920218277?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/4865408443920218277/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=4865408443920218277' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4865408443920218277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4865408443920218277'/><link rel='alternate' 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pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TDYGsSWt2WI/AAAAAAAAA_E/jTX5AXuzHVo/s320/lado+a+lado.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491584153536026978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando foi que as luzes se foram?&lt;br /&gt;Quem soprou o fraco lume da minha existência?&lt;br /&gt;Caminhar num chão cego e inseguro&lt;br /&gt;Faz meu coração querer rasgar o peito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite nua se estende&lt;br /&gt;Como um tapete negro à minha frente&lt;br /&gt;À caminho d'algo de que se orgulha&lt;br /&gt;O vento canta para sua amante insone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sibila a música horrenda&lt;br /&gt;Congelando meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;O manto preto das horas altas&lt;br /&gt;Anuncia o lúgubre destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paralela à morte está à vida&lt;br /&gt;Companheiras de quem acontece&lt;br /&gt;É o fim chegando&lt;br /&gt;E antes, já sou morta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-425226006853279545?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/425226006853279545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=425226006853279545' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/425226006853279545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/425226006853279545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/07/paralelo.html' title='Paralelo'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Surpresa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TBvOhWEuLBI/AAAAAAAAA-8/jLLq1-PW6js/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TBvOhWEuLBI/AAAAAAAAA-8/jLLq1-PW6js/s320/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484204043510098962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje um sentimento entrou sem bater na porta, foi logo abrindo as janelas do meu coração para deixar a luz entrar, sem pedir licença começou a pular no sofá, e gritava, urrava de alegria, sem respeitar meu limite de conforto passou da linha do meu humor sensível e gargalhou de prazer quando me arrancou o primeiro sorriso! E então eu deixei fluir, gargalhei sem me prender, saí da jaula aonde tinha me colocado e sorrí pelo teu riso, flutuei ao ver teu sonho começando a acontecer, ver que o sentimento desaforado que veio hoje foi o mesmo que esteve contigo à pouco... Me permiti esse bel prazer de ter esse momento raro de riso frouxo, de ficar feliz com a realização de outra pessoa. E ainda e sempre minha palavra se fará, te amo a qualquer tempo e lugar, mesmo quando estivérmos à um fio de vida e as mãos velhas não aguentarem mais escrever, estando um ao lado do respectivo homem e mulher, eu te amarei por razão alguma e por todas as razões do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento desaforado?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Foi a Felicidade&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/168665614071255377-6042016174070961489?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6042016174070961489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6042016174070961489' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6042016174070961489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6042016174070961489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/06/hoje-um-sentimento-entrou-sem-bater-na.html' title='Surpresa'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TBvOhWEuLBI/AAAAAAAAA-8/jLLq1-PW6js/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8275341886793627189</id><published>2010-06-15T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T13:47:23.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>O Som do Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TBfmwUtEiDI/AAAAAAAAA-0/3rsHP6QvXac/s1600/deus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TBfmwUtEiDI/AAAAAAAAA-0/3rsHP6QvXac/s320/deus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483104789212727346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olá escuridão, minha velha amiga&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu vim para conversar contigo novamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por causa de uma visão que se aproxima suavemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixou suas sementes enquanto eu estava dormindo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E a visão que foi plantada em meu cérebro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda permanece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre o som do silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em sonhos agitados eu caminho só&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em ruas estreitas de paralelepípedos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sob a auréola de uma lamparina de rua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Virei meu colarinho para proteger do frio e umidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando meus olhos foram apunhalados pelo lampejo de uma luz de néon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que rachou a noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E tocou o som do silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E na luz nua eu vi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dez mil pessoas talvez mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pessoas conversando sem falar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pessoas ouvindo sem escutar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pessoas escrevendo canções que vozes jamais compartilharam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ninguém ousou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perturbar o som do silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tolos," eu disse, "vocês não sabem"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O silêncio como um câncer que cresce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouçam minhas palavras que eu posso lhes ensinar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomem meus braços que eu posso lhes estender"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas minhas palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como silenciosas gotas de chuva caíram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E ecoaram no poço do silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8275341886793627189?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8275341886793627189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8275341886793627189' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8275341886793627189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8275341886793627189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-som-do-silencio.html' title='O Som do Silêncio'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TBfmwUtEiDI/AAAAAAAAA-0/3rsHP6QvXac/s72-c/deus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8786819078887587120</id><published>2010-06-03T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T10:58:45.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Apagar das Horas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TAftHJjsVpI/AAAAAAAAA-s/xJyWFL7O5QM/s1600/viagem_astral_desdobramento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TAftHJjsVpI/AAAAAAAAA-s/xJyWFL7O5QM/s320/viagem_astral_desdobramento.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478608178799990418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No crepúsculo de um domingo febril&lt;br /&gt;Eu delíro constantemente&lt;br /&gt;Com estas faces distorcidas no céu anil&lt;br /&gt;Oh, quão distorcidas são as faces desse mundo doente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E num degradê entorpecedor&lt;br /&gt;A irmã da morte vem para calar as faces&lt;br /&gt;Anular as vozes, apagar os caminhos por onde for&lt;br /&gt;Invadindo cada feixe, até que tudo esteja coberto por seu negro disfarce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portas e janelas se fecham neste verso&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto meus olhos acordam para um sonho lúcido&lt;br /&gt;E meu corpo se projeta nas paredes do universo&lt;br /&gt;Me dando o estranho prazer de um calmo júbilo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8786819078887587120?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8786819078887587120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8786819078887587120' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8786819078887587120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8786819078887587120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-apagar-das-horas.html' title='O Apagar das Horas'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TAftHJjsVpI/AAAAAAAAA-s/xJyWFL7O5QM/s72-c/viagem_astral_desdobramento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6690431927833898103</id><published>2010-04-27T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:20:54.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egolateral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S9c47F21pQI/AAAAAAAAA90/Q1xsiG0perA/s1600/12021-et-in-arcadia-ego-guercino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464899260673008898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S9c47F21pQI/AAAAAAAAA90/Q1xsiG0perA/s320/12021-et-in-arcadia-ego-guercino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Permaneço neste estado de inércia demente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enquanto este ciúme frenético e eloquente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Distorce quem eu sou e quem tu foste para mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E agita essa agonia desvairada que parece não ter fim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É o gelo desse sentimento anônimo que me corrói&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E Faz meu ser deixar de ser são&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E brinca com a minha coesão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burlando as regras deste coração que a vida mói&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6690431927833898103?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6690431927833898103/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6690431927833898103' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6690431927833898103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6690431927833898103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/04/egolateral.html' title='Egolateral'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S9c47F21pQI/AAAAAAAAA90/Q1xsiG0perA/s72-c/12021-et-in-arcadia-ego-guercino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-7430904702006528664</id><published>2010-03-26T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T12:01:51.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aurora</title><content type='html'>As palavras se perdem na minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou tão leve e contente&lt;br /&gt;Que nada poderá tirar-me do meu paraíso&lt;br /&gt;Nem me arrancar este riso&lt;br /&gt;Doce sorriso que responde ao teu&lt;br /&gt;E penetra em meu sangue&lt;br /&gt;Que corre como se seu caminho não tivesse fim&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Quão bela é a aurora do teu céu&lt;br /&gt;Feita só de candura alaranjada&lt;br /&gt;Com o melífluo sabor do teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;E o aroma enfeitiçador de tuas brumas quentes&lt;br /&gt;Quero teu calor entorpecente&lt;br /&gt;Teu toque suave, firme e fremente&lt;br /&gt;Teus lábios selando os meus&lt;br /&gt;Para dormir um sonho inocente&lt;br /&gt;E acordar com teus beijos ardentes&lt;br /&gt;E dar início ao novo dia&lt;br /&gt;Como se fosse o primeiro&lt;br /&gt;De tantas noites frias&lt;br /&gt;E amar-te-ei, amar-te irei por inteiro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-7430904702006528664?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/7430904702006528664/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=7430904702006528664' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7430904702006528664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7430904702006528664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/03/aurora.html' title='Aurora'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-7655725652844364005</id><published>2010-02-14T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T07:02:05.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fútil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S3gQZlR-eqI/AAAAAAAAA78/FRijBJV50Fc/s1600-h/lago_de_sangue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S3gQZlR-eqI/AAAAAAAAA78/FRijBJV50Fc/s320/lago_de_sangue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438114581740157602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não brinque com o coração de um ser humano, não pense que o amor é um jogo e muito menos que a vida é um. Pare de dizer mentiras só para conquistar uma pessoa com a imagem de um conto de fadas! Só prometa quando tiver a certeza de que pode cumprir com a sua palavra, me disseram que pessoas que não cumprem suas promessas não valem nada, nem mesmo o chão onde pisam, aprenda a ser realmente maduro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é apenas uma criança dentro de uma grande armadura, que tenta fazer medo, mas não faz... É apenas um bom mentiroso, criador de promessas, um conquistador barato e xulo, dilacerador sem misericórdia, que quem te ama saiba que você é uma farsa e que sua felicidade não se realize enquanto você não mudar. Uma pessoa morrerá para sempre, tudo por seu egocentrismo orgulhoso e fútil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-7655725652844364005?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/7655725652844364005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=7655725652844364005' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7655725652844364005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7655725652844364005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/02/futil.html' title='Fútil'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S3gQZlR-eqI/AAAAAAAAA78/FRijBJV50Fc/s72-c/lago_de_sangue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6440654622234806459</id><published>2010-02-13T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:24:27.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S3deu1ydx7I/AAAAAAAAA7s/n7hGb5QYew8/s1600-h/hopeless_by_skeletal_insanity01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S3deu1ydx7I/AAAAAAAAA7s/n7hGb5QYew8/s320/hopeless_by_skeletal_insanity01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437919233878902706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na noite agonizante que chora rios de um amanhã desgraçado ela sussura: "Um coma talvez seja melhor que  isto"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6440654622234806459?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6440654622234806459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6440654622234806459' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6440654622234806459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6440654622234806459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/02/hopeless.html' title='Hopeless'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S3deu1ydx7I/AAAAAAAAA7s/n7hGb5QYew8/s72-c/hopeless_by_skeletal_insanity01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-906481740579944121</id><published>2010-02-09T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:26:58.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=/'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S3HhJ4lOknI/AAAAAAAAA7k/PIXN7BnZh5g/s1600-h/OgAAAE1iBA-f3aGDTgbypugEJ_WQgrtl4j3uobhshXJ533oIG2R8ZKQLtZTjYc9KqtojLywgYNihMr0u5gO0CD3hjSEAm1T1UBAq2brT-Suiwo3707xHpTU82bot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S3HhJ4lOknI/AAAAAAAAA7k/PIXN7BnZh5g/s320/OgAAAE1iBA-f3aGDTgbypugEJ_WQgrtl4j3uobhshXJ533oIG2R8ZKQLtZTjYc9KqtojLywgYNihMr0u5gO0CD3hjSEAm1T1UBAq2brT-Suiwo3707xHpTU82bot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436373785136501362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Às vezes um homem tem que acordar pra descobrir que, na verdade, ele não tem ninguém...&lt;br /&gt;E eu não tenho ninguém&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-906481740579944121?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/906481740579944121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=906481740579944121' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/906481740579944121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/906481740579944121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S3HhJ4lOknI/AAAAAAAAA7k/PIXN7BnZh5g/s72-c/OgAAAE1iBA-f3aGDTgbypugEJ_WQgrtl4j3uobhshXJ533oIG2R8ZKQLtZTjYc9KqtojLywgYNihMr0u5gO0CD3hjSEAm1T1UBAq2brT-Suiwo3707xHpTU82bot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5159749702047777065</id><published>2010-01-29T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:07:58.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eterno anjo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S2NYTldLTeI/AAAAAAAAA7c/cw52K2Xc_3U/s1600-h/OgAAABQwfWEkk6EFEdy_9NkzIr7NsvE4LcYykuIDVfxeUz961pDCKpH8Dqw7gnh5G2si1XuZGbE5iPWC2uaW1OTUt48Am1T1UGBwRBxo1s2h3DpU5_l9tFLrHhWs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S2NYTldLTeI/AAAAAAAAA7c/cw52K2Xc_3U/s320/OgAAABQwfWEkk6EFEdy_9NkzIr7NsvE4LcYykuIDVfxeUz961pDCKpH8Dqw7gnh5G2si1XuZGbE5iPWC2uaW1OTUt48Am1T1UGBwRBxo1s2h3DpU5_l9tFLrHhWs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432282669034196450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sentada do outro lado do terraço eu vejo o meu herói chorar&lt;br /&gt;Mantenho meu olhar em seu rosto, quanta tristeza corre naquelas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;A vida parece escoar pelas temporas, mas sou tão jovem para lamentar&lt;br /&gt;Marcas da vida delinearam seu rosto e suas mãos pálidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu velho amigo tem agora nos olhos a essência de uma criança&lt;br /&gt;Têm na pele o mais doce aroma, a pureza de um anjo que descansa&lt;br /&gt;Jamais esquecerei aquele que me ensinou a acreditar na esperança&lt;br /&gt;E na minha memória sempre estará ele, minha mais doce lembrança&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5159749702047777065?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5159749702047777065/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5159749702047777065' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5159749702047777065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5159749702047777065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/01/eterno-anjo.html' title='Eterno anjo'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S2NYTldLTeI/AAAAAAAAA7c/cw52K2Xc_3U/s72-c/OgAAABQwfWEkk6EFEdy_9NkzIr7NsvE4LcYykuIDVfxeUz961pDCKpH8Dqw7gnh5G2si1XuZGbE5iPWC2uaW1OTUt48Am1T1UGBwRBxo1s2h3DpU5_l9tFLrHhWs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-2684973378752853604</id><published>2010-01-24T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T07:32:18.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confiança</title><content type='html'>Não dá para identificar até que ponto é verdade, confio cegamente em você.&lt;br /&gt;Se a amada for outra, no fim, vou acabar morrendo de qualquer forma... O meu coração sempre abrigará um cavaleiro de armadura forte e coração de ouro, o mais nobre dos metais aquecido em seu peito em brasa pelo amor de uma dama, seus leves cachos contornando seu rosto marcante, caindo em seu cenho, formando a mais perfeita imagem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um cavaleiro da cruz vermelha eternamente voltado para a dama em seu escudo, o capacete e a pena do capacete, ardendo como uma só chama que queima junta para sempre"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-2684973378752853604?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/2684973378752853604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=2684973378752853604' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2684973378752853604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2684973378752853604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/01/confianca.html' title='Confiança'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-7939881995523595729</id><published>2010-01-17T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T04:01:32.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Névoa da saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S1L8FUTAZAI/AAAAAAAAA7U/S7N9no3hxbM/s1600-h/OQAAAPYi2H0pxWBkhJrOGBLlcXNwvgpA1jYeY-a9MVO2EwtQj-7Ms5gq0WvdpXXVNkoYSZFqkeVn0Pc49H7qwmz32TsAm1T1UItfaYM_WsLqQvVCI6fhbUfQOpNW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S1L8FUTAZAI/AAAAAAAAA7U/S7N9no3hxbM/s320/OQAAAPYi2H0pxWBkhJrOGBLlcXNwvgpA1jYeY-a9MVO2EwtQj-7Ms5gq0WvdpXXVNkoYSZFqkeVn0Pc49H7qwmz32TsAm1T1UItfaYM_WsLqQvVCI6fhbUfQOpNW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427677669212840962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Minha visão é embassada, noturnamente débil&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez mais difícil enchergar as luzes do lado de fora&lt;br /&gt;Só restam sussuros e ruídos pela casa&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto os sentimentos rastejam até mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que não consigo levantar desta maldita cama?!&lt;br /&gt;Que misericórdia poderá me conceber a força?&lt;br /&gt;A única razão para continuar nesta árdua estrada&lt;br /&gt;É você no meio dela, ou no começo, já não sei&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Só os céus sabem o quanto eu sinto saudades de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-7939881995523595729?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/7939881995523595729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=7939881995523595729' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7939881995523595729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7939881995523595729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/01/nevoa-da-saudade.html' title='Névoa da saudade'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S1L8FUTAZAI/AAAAAAAAA7U/S7N9no3hxbM/s72-c/OQAAAPYi2H0pxWBkhJrOGBLlcXNwvgpA1jYeY-a9MVO2EwtQj-7Ms5gq0WvdpXXVNkoYSZFqkeVn0Pc49H7qwmz32TsAm1T1UItfaYM_WsLqQvVCI6fhbUfQOpNW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3401824296471817511</id><published>2010-01-16T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T12:39:18.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daqui à uns anos</title><content type='html'>Fico observando as horas deitada, sonhando comigo mesma. A loucura da ansiedade começa, um turbilhão de sentimentos invade os meus impulsos... E eu preciso me conter aqui, sem deixar escapar sequer uma brisa para você.&lt;br /&gt;Eu espero os anos que correm sem vida, espero as horas do meu amor insano descansarem no meu peito. Quanto tempo tem para esperar ainda, me diz tempo, quanto tem?&lt;br /&gt;Daqui à uns anos eu ainda serei a mesma, e você o mesmo para mim. Daqui à uns anos eu vou te amar como sempre amei, sem fim. Daqui à uns anos eu vou invejar sempre a mesma mulher: a que possui seu coração... E daqui à uns anos eu vou continuar acreditando que essa mulher sou eu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3401824296471817511?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3401824296471817511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3401824296471817511' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3401824296471817511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3401824296471817511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/01/daqui-uns-anos.html' title='Daqui à uns anos'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6074667104540424443</id><published>2010-01-12T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T06:19:07.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O melhor sonho</title><content type='html'>Hoje acordei beijando a bochecha de um travesseiro, apesar da realidade ter me posto no meu devido lugar, o sorriso perdurou por mais um tempo. Um sonho desses não me ocorrera nunca, assim tão palpável, assim tão real... Eu pude ter-te em meus braços, pude sentir aquela saudade anciosa de te ver mais uma vez, pude demonstrar todo meu afeto guardado, pude sufocar-te com meus beijos puros como os de uma criança!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Minha felicidade infantil inundou o travesseiro com a emoção de te ter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6074667104540424443?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6074667104540424443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6074667104540424443' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6074667104540424443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6074667104540424443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-melhor-sonho.html' title='O melhor sonho'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5362057195497668407</id><published>2010-01-10T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:43:09.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltar nunca mais</title><content type='html'>Mais uma volta&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma recepção calorosa&lt;br /&gt;Até que a frente fria vem&lt;br /&gt;Encravando suas agulhas de gelo no meu peito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novamente minha mente é inundada pela ressalta do meu medo&lt;br /&gt;De novo começam a grifar os meus defeitos&lt;br /&gt;E aturando a tortura perpétua&lt;br /&gt;Eu sonho em nunca ter voltado para casa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5362057195497668407?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5362057195497668407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5362057195497668407' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5362057195497668407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5362057195497668407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/01/voltar-nunca-mais.html' title='Voltar nunca mais'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-1684557511497274043</id><published>2010-01-06T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T12:53:44.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=/'/><title type='text'>Ponte</title><content type='html'>Como dizer adeus a uma pessoa que você nunca imaginou viver sem?&lt;br /&gt;Eu não disse adeus. Eu não disse nada. Apenas fui para longe, atravessei pelo caminho mais longo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-1684557511497274043?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/1684557511497274043/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=1684557511497274043' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/1684557511497274043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/1684557511497274043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/01/ponte.html' title='Ponte'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8958951927062482724</id><published>2010-01-04T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:58:53.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S0LHCBssRXI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Xb5apwXCNKY/s1600-h/7977_502e.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S0LHCBssRXI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Xb5apwXCNKY/s320/7977_502e.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423115738937050482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos pesam&lt;br /&gt;Luto para ficar viva mais um segundo&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que só para te ver ao longe&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que o que veja seja só um vislumbre da magnitude que és&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por você eu deixo a agonia da vida perdurar mais um longo segundo&lt;br /&gt;Por você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8958951927062482724?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8958951927062482724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8958951927062482724' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8958951927062482724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8958951927062482724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/01/noite.html' title='Noite'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S0LHCBssRXI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Xb5apwXCNKY/s72-c/7977_502e.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-2061912310382892885</id><published>2010-01-03T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T08:01:29.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':}'/><title type='text'>Me deixe com os anjos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S0C9tdd1OWI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ClDMtS_IA4M/s1600-h/sorriso-on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S0C9tdd1OWI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ClDMtS_IA4M/s320/sorriso-on.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422542540055591266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Os anjos estão vindo arrancar tudo o que me faz sofrer..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então a felicidade voltou, pelo canto de um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Me fez feliz e nem notou, que é de você que sempre preciso&lt;br /&gt;Momento mágico, encanatador, irradiantemente lindo&lt;br /&gt;Com um ato simples de amor, me fez passar a noite sorrindo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-2061912310382892885?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/2061912310382892885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=2061912310382892885' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2061912310382892885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2061912310382892885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-deixe-com-os-anjos.html' title='Me deixe com os anjos'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/S0C9tdd1OWI/AAAAAAAAA7E/ClDMtS_IA4M/s72-c/sorriso-on.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3285365423887932485</id><published>2010-01-01T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T07:34:58.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz</title><content type='html'>Mais um ano se inicia... E dessa vez eu pareço seguir em frente, um leve sopro de coragem me foi dado.&lt;br /&gt;Desejo fazer tudo dar certo, estudo, amor, família...&lt;br /&gt;Que o passado não me assombre, e que o vazio do meu peito possa ser preenchido parcialmente, só para que eu não me afunde de novo, para não por tudo aperder...&lt;br /&gt;Ano novo, amor novo, mas como já é minha sina, tudo que eu amo vai para longe de mim de alguma forma...&lt;br /&gt;Mas vou me casar com os livros, e não vou me deixar cair, tenho uma vida para começar, um resultado para obter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um maravilhoso ano para todos&lt;br /&gt;E que assim seja sempre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3285365423887932485?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3285365423887932485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3285365423887932485' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3285365423887932485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3285365423887932485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2010/01/feliz.html' title='Feliz'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5802890355509662741</id><published>2009-12-19T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T04:29:26.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amarga amiga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SyzG-XG_0eI/AAAAAAAAA6w/sP1_Tar4Tz0/s1600-h/solitaria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SyzG-XG_0eI/AAAAAAAAA6w/sP1_Tar4Tz0/s320/solitaria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416923226477416930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Faço das tuas, minhas palavras.&lt;br /&gt;E não vejo no horizonte da minha vida alguém que se compare a você, por isso não há substituto, por seres tão único e insubstituível, não há espaço aqui que não seja teu desde o início, não há sentimento que não seja consumido por completo pela essência do teu ser, tua sensibilidade, teu carinho tão delicado, teu toque que nunca pude sentir na pele há não ser a dos meus sonhos e imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A solidão é a amarga amiga da saudade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5802890355509662741?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5802890355509662741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5802890355509662741' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5802890355509662741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5802890355509662741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/12/amarga-amiga.html' title='Amarga amiga'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SyzG-XG_0eI/AAAAAAAAA6w/sP1_Tar4Tz0/s72-c/solitaria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-2086856910972296188</id><published>2009-12-15T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:34:05.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N.'/><title type='text'>Parênteses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Syg4T2calII/AAAAAAAAA6Q/lw_JSohbCwY/s1600-h/desistir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Syg4T2calII/AAAAAAAAA6Q/lw_JSohbCwY/s320/desistir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415640465596388482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eis então que uma flor surge em meio ao deserto&lt;br /&gt;A chama cresce do nada no interior do peito&lt;br /&gt;E o coração volta a bater levemente&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco de vida neste meu corpo doente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-2086856910972296188?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/2086856910972296188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=2086856910972296188' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2086856910972296188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2086856910972296188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/12/parenteses.html' title='Parênteses'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Syg4T2calII/AAAAAAAAA6Q/lw_JSohbCwY/s72-c/desistir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8372582952983814743</id><published>2009-12-10T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:19:12.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vida'/><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>As palavras foram tiradas desse lápis&lt;br /&gt;Doces palavras eu quero te dar&lt;br /&gt;E eu não consigo dormir, preciso te dizer boa noite&lt;br /&gt;Quando estamos juntos me sinto perfeita&lt;br /&gt;Quando sou afastada de você, eu desabo&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que você diz é sagrado pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Seus olhos são tão intensos&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consigo olhar pra outro lugar quando nós deitamos na quietude&lt;br /&gt;Você sussurra pra mim:&lt;br /&gt;"Case-se comigo, prometa que sempre estará comigo"&lt;br /&gt;Oh você não precisa perguntar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Você sabe que você é tudo para quê vivo&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe, eu morreria só pra te segurar, ficar com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De alguma forma eu vou mostrar que você é meu céu noturno&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre estive logo atrás de você&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu sempre estarei a seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Muitas noites, eu chorei pra dormir&lt;br /&gt;Agora que você me ama, eu me amo&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca pensei que diria isso&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca pensei que haveria você&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8372582952983814743?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8372582952983814743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8372582952983814743' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8372582952983814743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8372582952983814743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/12/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-2620444264418155071</id><published>2009-12-02T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T16:20:32.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=/'/><title type='text'>Imaginando ilusões</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SxcEJ32mNKI/AAAAAAAAA6E/sheWgsofBZU/s1600-h/HPIM4114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SxcEJ32mNKI/AAAAAAAAA6E/sheWgsofBZU/s320/HPIM4114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410798044967220386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu vejo os desenhos no canto da página e penso se ainda há algo meu em você, ou se fui mesmo tão fraca e inútil a ponto de ser indiferente. É, eu fui, eu sou... Deixei que tudo acabasse, e agora tudo caiu no esquecimento, sou um ponto de amargura na doçura do teu ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amo você, sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-2620444264418155071?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/2620444264418155071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=2620444264418155071' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2620444264418155071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2620444264418155071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/12/imaginando-ilusoes.html' title='Imaginando ilusões'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SxcEJ32mNKI/AAAAAAAAA6E/sheWgsofBZU/s72-c/HPIM4114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8324195567005719212</id><published>2009-11-27T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T08:40:27.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem você</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SxAAzA4WvaI/AAAAAAAAA50/ZN07P2IcL20/s1600/HPIM3888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SxAAzA4WvaI/AAAAAAAAA50/ZN07P2IcL20/s320/HPIM3888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408824028881665442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A noite de ontem foi dentre outras a mais longa, adormeci com o travesseiro ainda encharcado pelas minhas lágrimas... Pedindo a Deus para me ajudar, juntando minhas mãos para rezar... Rezando para esquecer o que está cravado no meu coração, algo que nunca cairá no esquecimento... E eu me enganando naqueles lençóis a noite inteira, esperando que um milagre tire a desgraça da dor do amor que sinto por você.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não quero esquecer, meu real desejo é te ter, eu choro por você estar tão fora do meu alcançe, meu peito quer se rasgar por não ter você comigo, por não poder ter uma minúscula esperança que um dia serei feliz sem você... É tudo tão impossível, e eu fico na ânsia eterna dessa vida que não é mais vida sem você nela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8324195567005719212?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8324195567005719212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8324195567005719212' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8324195567005719212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8324195567005719212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/11/sem-voce.html' title='Sem você'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SxAAzA4WvaI/AAAAAAAAA50/ZN07P2IcL20/s72-c/HPIM3888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-7898265525508285517</id><published>2009-11-19T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:00:01.417-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=/'/><title type='text'>Espera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SwXp-baIpEI/AAAAAAAAA5c/xxuCKjeTa0M/s1600/1164322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SwXp-baIpEI/AAAAAAAAA5c/xxuCKjeTa0M/s320/1164322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405984186446685250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Minha frágil moradia está desmoronando&lt;br /&gt;As vigas desta casa estão trepidando&lt;br /&gt;Tétricas figuras estão me assombrando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei quanto tempo mais vai durar&lt;br /&gt;As paredes começam a se estreitar&lt;br /&gt;Tudo vai sucumbir, nada irá restar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mais um segundo eu alcanço o ar&lt;br /&gt;O último fôlego para aguentar mais uma maré&lt;br /&gt;Esperando ver no horizonte, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;você chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-7898265525508285517?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/7898265525508285517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=7898265525508285517' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7898265525508285517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7898265525508285517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/11/espera.html' title='Espera'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SwXp-baIpEI/AAAAAAAAA5c/xxuCKjeTa0M/s72-c/1164322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-264166666899661560</id><published>2009-11-17T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:20:41.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim de jogo</title><content type='html'>Não sei até onde um jogo iria me levar, um tabuleiro tão extenso com armadilhas tão miseráveis e traiçoeiras que nem o próprio criador poderia ultrapassar... O manipulador colocando buracos onde sabe que você irá cair sempre, é um jogo sem saída, um labirinto dantesco!&lt;br /&gt;Agora imagine... O que fazer quando o prêmio da vitória é tudo o que você mais deseja na face da terra, aquilo que você buscaria nos recônditos da escuridão. E agora o capataz, o manipulador do jogo, começa a tirar seu capuz... Aos poucos sua face vai aparecendo, o cabelo caindo em cachos perfeitos que emolduram a face mais bela que você um dia veria, sua imagem de perfeição é revelada: o capataz é o amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Como poderia habitar num só ser a mais doce e a mais cruel de todas as criaturas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez ele não fosse um só...&lt;br /&gt;E talvez... Só talvez... O amor não fosse um jogo.&lt;br /&gt;E não é.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-264166666899661560?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/264166666899661560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=264166666899661560' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/264166666899661560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/264166666899661560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/11/fim-de-jogo.html' title='Fim de jogo'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-4898716675287076319</id><published>2009-10-23T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T15:42:15.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Importante para mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SuIxOkhNTLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/m_PJpFWKpuw/s1600-h/Chegada+da+Izabela+e+Melres.22.6.2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SuIxOkhNTLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/m_PJpFWKpuw/s320/Chegada+da+Izabela+e+Melres.22.6.2008+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395929429934165170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ele sempre foi o despertador de meus sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;O motivo iluminador dos mais doces risos&lt;br /&gt;E as horas eram poucas ao seu lado&lt;br /&gt;Por ser tão importante pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ancião mais forte, o meu herói esquecido&lt;br /&gt;Meu velho apanhador de pipas&lt;br /&gt;No topo das árvores ele ficava pendurado&lt;br /&gt;Até o entardecer nas tardes sem fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor mais antigo está para partir&lt;br /&gt;E quão lascinante será a dor da saudade&lt;br /&gt;Meu avô, tão querido e amado&lt;br /&gt;Por ser assim... Tão importante pra mim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-4898716675287076319?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/4898716675287076319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=4898716675287076319' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4898716675287076319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4898716675287076319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/10/importante-para-mim.html' title='Importante para mim'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SuIxOkhNTLI/AAAAAAAAA5A/m_PJpFWKpuw/s72-c/Chegada+da+Izabela+e+Melres.22.6.2008+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8073363745799611540</id><published>2009-10-15T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T14:53:33.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Fingimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SteZ0-ieFWI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/yN8_K34oRc0/s1600-h/pensar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SteZ0-ieFWI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/yN8_K34oRc0/s320/pensar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392948214219281762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ter de esquecer da dor&lt;br /&gt;Para não lembrar do amor&lt;br /&gt;Não perder a esperança&lt;br /&gt;Não cair na descrença&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lutar... Como se eu fosse forte!&lt;br /&gt;Fingir a força de um herói!&lt;br /&gt;Tendo a armadura de um derrotado&lt;br /&gt;A memória vã de um fracassado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para longe da escuridão da morte&lt;br /&gt;Onde nada se corrói&lt;br /&gt;E nada se perde ao ser amado&lt;br /&gt;Como se não pudesse ser magoado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8073363745799611540?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8073363745799611540/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8073363745799611540' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8073363745799611540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8073363745799611540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/10/fingimento.html' title='Fingimento'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SteZ0-ieFWI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/yN8_K34oRc0/s72-c/pensar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6633379103062729425</id><published>2009-10-11T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T16:40:59.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><title type='text'>Por quê?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/StJs9W-LWpI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/jTlJupkHNk8/s1600-h/OgAAAGi--gpXdtrJR0_yP9W5xAncfPwSNMWmaVnmPMgpJItkbN0miNMXBsORL3jW0-llbOoa2KDHkBMadYsW3svA3FoAm1T1UAwZ_dC-_LhjNqZrNleMSwqx9XQs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/StJs9W-LWpI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/jTlJupkHNk8/s320/OgAAAGi--gpXdtrJR0_yP9W5xAncfPwSNMWmaVnmPMgpJItkbN0miNMXBsORL3jW0-llbOoa2KDHkBMadYsW3svA3FoAm1T1UAwZ_dC-_LhjNqZrNleMSwqx9XQs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391491505310096018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que faz isso comigo?&lt;br /&gt;Por que faz isso parecer tão fácil?&lt;br /&gt;Você faz ser difícil sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Faz ser difícil respirar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6633379103062729425?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6633379103062729425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6633379103062729425' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6633379103062729425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6633379103062729425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/10/por-que.html' title='Por quê?'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/StJs9W-LWpI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/jTlJupkHNk8/s72-c/OgAAAGi--gpXdtrJR0_yP9W5xAncfPwSNMWmaVnmPMgpJItkbN0miNMXBsORL3jW0-llbOoa2KDHkBMadYsW3svA3FoAm1T1UAwZ_dC-_LhjNqZrNleMSwqx9XQs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5785676879741796784</id><published>2009-10-07T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:30:29.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Guerra ao ego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Ss0mqHuXAVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/XzIxDLSK7lI/s1600-h/34054912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Ss0mqHuXAVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/XzIxDLSK7lI/s320/34054912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390006834102206802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Então aqui ponho um ponto final&lt;br /&gt;A toda esta época byroniana de minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Que tem que acabar um dia&lt;br /&gt;Que tem que se findar agora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É hora de lutar e multiplicar o pouco de força que me resta&lt;br /&gt;E se não me resta nada, chegou o tempo de construir do nada&lt;br /&gt;E fazer do nada o tudo novamente&lt;br /&gt;E reerguer meu império de vaidades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que meu orgulho se infle&lt;br /&gt;Que o ar se extenda por mais alguns segundos&lt;br /&gt;E que eu dê meu máximo para esta batalha&lt;br /&gt;Sangrenta batalha que começa hoje&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5785676879741796784?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5785676879741796784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5785676879741796784' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5785676879741796784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5785676879741796784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/10/guerra-ao-ego.html' title='Guerra ao ego'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Ss0mqHuXAVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/XzIxDLSK7lI/s72-c/34054912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-2837427927921504185</id><published>2009-10-03T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T07:19:13.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><title type='text'>Construção...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Ssdawz4iaoI/AAAAAAAAA4A/mEGT9c7ZZ-E/s1600-h/meio_tijolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Ssdawz4iaoI/AAAAAAAAA4A/mEGT9c7ZZ-E/s320/meio_tijolo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388375273779653250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milhares de tijolos para por no lugar&lt;br /&gt;Com cautela para não deixar nenhuma lacuna&lt;br /&gt;Com o cuidado necessário para construir uma nova vida&lt;br /&gt;Mas a maravilha da criação não me apetece&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-2837427927921504185?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/2837427927921504185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=2837427927921504185' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2837427927921504185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2837427927921504185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/10/construcao.html' title='Construção...'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Ssdawz4iaoI/AAAAAAAAA4A/mEGT9c7ZZ-E/s72-c/meio_tijolo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-71766427850373230</id><published>2009-09-29T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:27:01.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Escute-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SsJ7XTWZyjI/AAAAAAAAA34/hlSD0NXzCmk/s1600-h/moon1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SsJ7XTWZyjI/AAAAAAAAA34/hlSD0NXzCmk/s320/moon1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387003744549980722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Você não quis me ouvir, e nem mesmo o som dos lugares que nós poderíamos ir... Você teme a insanidade de meus sonhos? Teme minha capacidade de adaptação perante toda a nossa situação?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As expressões no seu rosto, tão indecifráveis... É uma estrada difícil e fria quando eu levanto da cama, e eu não acho que eu tenho força para deixar você ir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Talvez seja apenas eu, você não poderia acreditar que tudo que eu digo ou disse não era mentira, a lágrima no seus olhos em seu rosto tranqüilo faz desejar que eu nunca estivesse neste lugar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Lá se vai meu anel, Foi como se esse poder tivesse sido quebrado e eu estou aqui para cantar sobre as coisas que importaram, sobre as coisas que nos fizeram sentir vivos por tanto tempo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sobre coisas que mantiveram você ao meu lado quando eu estava errada&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/168665614071255377-71766427850373230?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/71766427850373230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=71766427850373230' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/71766427850373230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/71766427850373230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/escute-me.html' title='Escute-me'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SsJ7XTWZyjI/AAAAAAAAA34/hlSD0NXzCmk/s72-c/moon1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3879405941749832816</id><published>2009-09-23T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:28:58.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Passos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Srq9AOGQXrI/AAAAAAAAA3w/xh3o9MlqkRg/s1600-h/3504575883_d340c72880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Srq9AOGQXrI/AAAAAAAAA3w/xh3o9MlqkRg/s320/3504575883_d340c72880.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384824115956833970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu tudo se resume à um oco nada&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio é meu companheiro&lt;br /&gt;Dos barulhos desta longa estrada&lt;br /&gt;Que se calem os gritos deste nevoeiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Névoa que me deixa tonta&lt;br /&gt;Adormeço neste doce embalo vertiginoso&lt;br /&gt;Como quem falece aos poucos&lt;br /&gt;Como um fraco que não se confronta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3879405941749832816?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3879405941749832816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3879405941749832816' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3879405941749832816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3879405941749832816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/passos.html' title='Passos'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Srq9AOGQXrI/AAAAAAAAA3w/xh3o9MlqkRg/s72-c/3504575883_d340c72880.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-1778755495996905727</id><published>2009-09-20T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:09:48.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A neblina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SrbuHdii9iI/AAAAAAAAA3o/zkJ4Zus28Ks/s1600-h/lago-sob-neblina_2745_1600x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SrbuHdii9iI/AAAAAAAAA3o/zkJ4Zus28Ks/s320/lago-sob-neblina_2745_1600x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383752216524027426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A resposta não precisa ser dada&lt;br /&gt;Você se orgulha do mal que causa a si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Acha graça em uma piada que causará a sua morte&lt;br /&gt;Por dentro só há a neblina que você põe para dentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como se você pudesse esquecer da miséria do seu ser&lt;br /&gt;Como se pudesse escapar da verdade do seu pesadelo&lt;br /&gt;Mas você não pode, o vício lhe corroeu&lt;br /&gt;Eu só quis substituir esse vício, mas a neblina é mais atrativa para você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ser fraco eu te deixei&lt;br /&gt;Por não encarar a vida de frente uma vez que teve chance&lt;br /&gt;Você nunca precisou de ajuda&lt;br /&gt;Não é agora que vai sentir falta dela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-1778755495996905727?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/1778755495996905727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=1778755495996905727' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/1778755495996905727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/1778755495996905727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/neblina.html' title='A neblina'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SrbuHdii9iI/AAAAAAAAA3o/zkJ4Zus28Ks/s72-c/lago-sob-neblina_2745_1600x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5077401083189042555</id><published>2009-09-18T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:12:35.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><title type='text'>Caminho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SrP2l4WWlaI/AAAAAAAAA3g/_wum3WIxas4/s1600-h/fraco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SrP2l4WWlaI/AAAAAAAAA3g/_wum3WIxas4/s320/fraco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382917110279607714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Então a nova rota é traçada&lt;br /&gt;Em rotos tecidos me visto&lt;br /&gt;Para estar em traje adequado&lt;br /&gt;Para a longa caminhada sem você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com esta dor lanscinante&lt;br /&gt;Meus pés se impulsionam fracamente&lt;br /&gt;Tão pouco que olhos humanos não perceberiam&lt;br /&gt;Tão lento que chego a duvidar de algum avanço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é que posso chamar cair e se reerguer milhões de vezes algum avanço... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É impossível estar de pé sem você para me garantir uma queda segura&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5077401083189042555?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5077401083189042555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5077401083189042555' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5077401083189042555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5077401083189042555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/caminho.html' title='Caminho'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SrP2l4WWlaI/AAAAAAAAA3g/_wum3WIxas4/s72-c/fraco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3437217242523346489</id><published>2009-09-16T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:25:09.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Chave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SrFzxLCG3JI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/_gzouxttWag/s1600-h/the+key1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SrFzxLCG3JI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/_gzouxttWag/s320/the+key1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382210318296865938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quero descansar teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Te deixar assim à quem vier&lt;br /&gt;Que a paz alague sua mente&lt;br /&gt;E que você possa ter o seu universo de volta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um universo onde eu não exita&lt;br /&gt;Numa clareira distante das minhas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Um lugar teu e de quem tu permitir a entrada&lt;br /&gt;Te entrego a chave do meu desespero, cuja é a mesma do seu paraíso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Adicionar imagem" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Adicionar imagem" class="gl_photo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3437217242523346489?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3437217242523346489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3437217242523346489' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3437217242523346489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3437217242523346489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/chave.html' title='Chave'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SrFzxLCG3JI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/_gzouxttWag/s72-c/the+key1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-1901161825039987131</id><published>2009-09-11T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T13:11:29.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Continue acordado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sqqu5yIjsPI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/U72qIYZ3ZFw/s1600-h/bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sqqu5yIjsPI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/U72qIYZ3ZFw/s320/bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380305012580921586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tenho dificuldade para lembrar da última vez que me senti feliz&lt;br /&gt;Em algum sonho turvo nós estávamos juntos para sempre&lt;br /&gt;E você estava tão deslumbrado, eu realmente conseguia fazê-lo sorrir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem um milhão de brigas poderia me fazer odiar você&lt;br /&gt;E eu fico pensando se não poderíamos consertar tudo&lt;br /&gt;Mas posso ver em seus olhos... Você está sempre pronto pra partir mais uma vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, se vier, prometa que não fechará os olhos&lt;br /&gt;Não quero perder nada, nem um lampejo&lt;br /&gt;Continue acordado por mim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-1901161825039987131?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/1901161825039987131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=1901161825039987131' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/1901161825039987131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/1901161825039987131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/voce-continuaria-acordado-por-mim.html' title='Continue acordado'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sqqu5yIjsPI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/U72qIYZ3ZFw/s72-c/bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6677214644862211053</id><published>2009-09-10T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:25:11.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SqmY3EIFB8I/AAAAAAAAA3A/14cqh7JGR6c/s1600-h/gy2viX5tHc9ccouo1eacm54j_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SqmY3EIFB8I/AAAAAAAAA3A/14cqh7JGR6c/s320/gy2viX5tHc9ccouo1eacm54j_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379999301638621122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Como é perversa a juventude do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Que só entende o que é cruel, o que é paixão"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belchior&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/168665614071255377-6677214644862211053?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6677214644862211053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6677214644862211053' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6677214644862211053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6677214644862211053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/como-e-perversa-juventude-do-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SqmY3EIFB8I/AAAAAAAAA3A/14cqh7JGR6c/s72-c/gy2viX5tHc9ccouo1eacm54j_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6109006214915983846</id><published>2009-09-08T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:12:48.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Só mais um sonho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sqbxt2MouXI/AAAAAAAAA24/VRbajAu_xX0/s1600-h/set5__03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sqbxt2MouXI/AAAAAAAAA24/VRbajAu_xX0/s320/set5__03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379252574885558642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cansada de querer beijar uma boca que não é tua só porque é similar&lt;br /&gt;Exausta de ver olhos que me hipnotizam por serem parecidos com os teus&lt;br /&gt;Fadigada por sentir a esperança surgir a cada vez que penso te ver&lt;br /&gt;Te ouvir, te sentir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querendo me enlaçar num corpo que não é o teu&lt;br /&gt;Só porque sou fraca para acreditar que nunca vou te ter&lt;br /&gt;Me aninhando nos braços de um outro só por imaginar que o toque seja como o teu&lt;br /&gt;Espalmando minhas mãos num peitoral frio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O gelo me acorda&lt;br /&gt;E é gelo por não ser o teu&lt;br /&gt;Então caio sob minha desgraça novamente&lt;br /&gt;Era só mais um sonho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6109006214915983846?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6109006214915983846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6109006214915983846' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6109006214915983846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6109006214915983846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-mais-um-sonho.html' title='Só mais um sonho'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sqbxt2MouXI/AAAAAAAAA24/VRbajAu_xX0/s72-c/set5__03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5309747188752031525</id><published>2009-09-07T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:18:39.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Tanto amor, tanta dor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SqWUrI94zkI/AAAAAAAAA2w/_ZV3nS7GARE/s1600-h/26212623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SqWUrI94zkI/AAAAAAAAA2w/_ZV3nS7GARE/s320/26212623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378868798826270274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para que enchugar as lágrimas que nunca secarão?&lt;br /&gt;Qual o sentido de provocar um riso que se desesperará no dia seguinte?&lt;br /&gt;Por quê me fazer feliz em um segundo e partir mais uma vez no dia seguinte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você sabe que eu daria meu coração por inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Sabe que eu repartiria o ar que respiro&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca o machucaria&lt;br /&gt;Que eu nunca deixaria de te amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não facilite com a palavra amor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só torna tudo muito mais doloroso cada vez que você sopra a esperança em meus lábios mortos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Eu amo você, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5309747188752031525?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5309747188752031525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5309747188752031525' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5309747188752031525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5309747188752031525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/tanto-amor-tanta-dor.html' title='Tanto amor, tanta dor'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SqWUrI94zkI/AAAAAAAAA2w/_ZV3nS7GARE/s72-c/26212623.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-46878240657173465</id><published>2009-09-03T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T11:26:12.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Anjo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SqAJm5MzhUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ksWYX37kzcc/s1600-h/agony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SqAJm5MzhUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ksWYX37kzcc/s320/agony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377308518874580290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua perda meu coração sempre há de temer&lt;br /&gt;Meu mais doce encanto&lt;br /&gt;Apenas o teu nome me faz tremer&lt;br /&gt;Valioso guardião que venero tanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anjo das asas de fogo&lt;br /&gt;Por que partiste?&lt;br /&gt;Deixaste meu peito em brasa&lt;br /&gt;Suspirando, sem fôlego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alçou vôo e está melhor sem o sufoco da minha triste ilusão&lt;br /&gt;Meu maior fascinío, a luz que me pertencia como vida&lt;br /&gt;Apagou, escureceu e eu abri os olhos para a noite&lt;br /&gt;Vagando sempre à triste melodia que canta minha sina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-46878240657173465?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/46878240657173465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=46878240657173465' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/46878240657173465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/46878240657173465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/anjo.html' title='Anjo'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SqAJm5MzhUI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ksWYX37kzcc/s72-c/agony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-1057898249849850483</id><published>2009-09-02T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:07:22.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Mente nebulosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sp7egBPrP5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iWSCWBeOw6Y/s1600-h/All_my_agony_by_cloud_room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sp7egBPrP5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iWSCWBeOw6Y/s320/All_my_agony_by_cloud_room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376979646798315410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dias nebulosos na cidade das luzes&lt;br /&gt;Tudo faz inquietar minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Memória fugaz que arde no peito&lt;br /&gt;Por não lembrar como sorrir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noite que se arrasta&lt;br /&gt;Sono que não chega&lt;br /&gt;Cama que me apedreja&lt;br /&gt;Como se gente fosse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhos que me rodeiam&lt;br /&gt;Me deixando tonta&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo-me fraca&lt;br /&gt;Deixando-me cair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De novo e de novo, e de novo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-1057898249849850483?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/1057898249849850483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=1057898249849850483' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/1057898249849850483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/1057898249849850483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/09/mente-nebulosa.html' title='Mente nebulosa'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sp7egBPrP5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iWSCWBeOw6Y/s72-c/All_my_agony_by_cloud_room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6580926304613788131</id><published>2009-08-28T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:48:26.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Agonia gritante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SpiI4VWxAMI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/mm2rNvMbTxs/s1600-h/63_screaming-agony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SpiI4VWxAMI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/mm2rNvMbTxs/s320/63_screaming-agony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375196656653369538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O que dizer quando tudo que se explica é mera vaidade?&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer quando nada mais te motiva a seguir em frente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o âmago da tua existência está tão angustiado que não pode se mover&lt;br /&gt;Quando levantar-se faz o chão abaixo de ti tremer&lt;br /&gt;Quando não podes mais suportar tamanha agonia&lt;br /&gt;O travesseiro encharca-se de tristeza, não há mais vestígio de alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A existência que te mata aos poucos&lt;br /&gt;É a mesma que te trouxe à esta estrada&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, empoeirada pela tua desgraça&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã, interditada pelo teu fim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6580926304613788131?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6580926304613788131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6580926304613788131' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6580926304613788131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6580926304613788131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/08/agonia-gritante.html' title='Agonia gritante'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SpiI4VWxAMI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/mm2rNvMbTxs/s72-c/63_screaming-agony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3776346987860143560</id><published>2009-08-25T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:32:01.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SpSCdgz-NBI/AAAAAAAAA2I/OiuB4m-q8AQ/s1600-h/gram.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SpSCdgz-NBI/AAAAAAAAA2I/OiuB4m-q8AQ/s320/gram.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374063698895582226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Então chegou o dia&lt;br /&gt;Em que os resquícios de um coração evaporou&lt;br /&gt;Pensando inutilmente na possibilidade&lt;br /&gt;De um sonho se tornar realidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristal da alma que se findou&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade rara que se estinguiu&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo de mim o mais oco ser&lt;br /&gt;Que o mundo jamais viu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invisível pedra latejante em meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Um coração carbonizado&lt;br /&gt;Onde um dia brilhou a chama rósea&lt;br /&gt;De um amor realizado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3776346987860143560?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3776346987860143560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3776346987860143560' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3776346987860143560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3776346987860143560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/08/final.html' title='Final'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SpSCdgz-NBI/AAAAAAAAA2I/OiuB4m-q8AQ/s72-c/gram.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6420601188068582439</id><published>2009-08-21T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:23:02.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>S.O.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/So8CHMnSDKI/AAAAAAAAA2A/QSRNQb-KGD8/s1600-h/take_my_broken_heart%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/So8CHMnSDKI/AAAAAAAAA2A/QSRNQb-KGD8/s320/take_my_broken_heart%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372515203144617122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alma esquálida na noite insone&lt;br /&gt;Pavor, desespero, estupidez&lt;br /&gt;Ansiedade que mancha meu nome&lt;br /&gt;E evapora minha lucidez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desencanto verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt;Coberto pelas sombras que escurecem para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Fazem desta vida um nevoeiro&lt;br /&gt;E me faz querer escurecer  de maneira veemente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedido de socorro requisitado&lt;br /&gt;Dum'alma que tanto precisa&lt;br /&gt;Um corpo que está nescessitado&lt;br /&gt;Apenas vagando, à deriva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6420601188068582439?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6420601188068582439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6420601188068582439' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6420601188068582439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6420601188068582439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/08/sos.html' title='S.O.S.'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/So8CHMnSDKI/AAAAAAAAA2A/QSRNQb-KGD8/s72-c/take_my_broken_heart%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-1442376505553678805</id><published>2009-08-15T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:50:21.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Será que foi tudo em vão?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SocRN0LHObI/AAAAAAAAA14/9FrkfIYExa4/s1600-h/sozinha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SocRN0LHObI/AAAAAAAAA14/9FrkfIYExa4/s320/sozinha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370280009703831986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meses se passaram para que eu pudesse apenas tentar tocá-lo&lt;br /&gt;Iras reprovocadas para tentar vencer minhas correntes&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas de dor e descrença alagando minha face&lt;br /&gt;Para a felicidade, à quem eu apeteço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas mãos de pele fina formaram-se calos&lt;br /&gt;Esforçando-me para não fechar os olhos débeis&lt;br /&gt;Para não abandonar a brasa fria da esperança&lt;br /&gt;E a felicidade então me vê, me encherga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Senhor, não deixe-o partir!&lt;br /&gt;Prometestes nunca partir, nunca me deixar só!&lt;br /&gt;Pois sem ti sou pó, poeira no nada&lt;br /&gt;Oh Felicidade, o que fizeste ao meu coração...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-1442376505553678805?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/1442376505553678805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=1442376505553678805' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/1442376505553678805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/1442376505553678805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/08/sera-que-foi-tudo-em-vao.html' title='Será que foi tudo em vão?'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SocRN0LHObI/AAAAAAAAA14/9FrkfIYExa4/s72-c/sozinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5261528297715627381</id><published>2009-08-14T14:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:32:08.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>A morte seria mais agradável do que estar "vivendo" neste cadáver ambulante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5261528297715627381?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5261528297715627381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5261528297715627381' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5261528297715627381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5261528297715627381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-4961054660380749658</id><published>2009-08-10T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:36:55.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Abandono</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SoCSxw8hl-I/AAAAAAAAA1w/27rvDcxge0w/s1600-h/OgAAAOJd1KW1KMmesaJjt3X7ft79sFX1wJCxsrB4j2-P3YICQR4VA9S87KFVHznSQI8prS1v57zZlZuGjKZRNK3f14YAm1T1UCz-kHVQ-4t4xAyRcLNSTfTrJYZ9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SoCSxw8hl-I/AAAAAAAAA1w/27rvDcxge0w/s320/OgAAAOJd1KW1KMmesaJjt3X7ft79sFX1wJCxsrB4j2-P3YICQR4VA9S87KFVHznSQI8prS1v57zZlZuGjKZRNK3f14YAm1T1UCz-kHVQ-4t4xAyRcLNSTfTrJYZ9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368452139475638242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Te deixarei para que percorras o seu caminho&lt;br /&gt;Abrirei mão de toda e qualquer forma de contato&lt;br /&gt;Para que não mais encontre seu rosto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandonarei a forma de viver à custo do seu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Para que não sejas forçado a sorrir para quem não lhe faz feliz&lt;br /&gt;Serei pedra, sombra, treva na noite pacata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandono minha vida para que tu vivas sem mais tormentos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-4961054660380749658?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/4961054660380749658/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=4961054660380749658' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4961054660380749658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4961054660380749658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/08/abandono.html' title='Abandono'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SoCSxw8hl-I/AAAAAAAAA1w/27rvDcxge0w/s72-c/OgAAAOJd1KW1KMmesaJjt3X7ft79sFX1wJCxsrB4j2-P3YICQR4VA9S87KFVHznSQI8prS1v57zZlZuGjKZRNK3f14YAm1T1UCz-kHVQ-4t4xAyRcLNSTfTrJYZ9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5299464090566397088</id><published>2009-08-05T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:15:08.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Eu não quero mais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Snmv_10ljWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/4qR5NzbTH-s/s1600-h/broken_heart-1823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Snmv_10ljWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/4qR5NzbTH-s/s320/broken_heart-1823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366513942302920034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;Eu pego os pedaços, eu engulo todo o orgulho, eu não vou acordar este sentimento de vazio por dentro... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Isso te girou ao redor, isso ficou de cabeça para baixo, e eu me pergunto quando descobri que sou um desperdício de seu tempo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca pretendi roubar o seu sorriso, só soube depois que não o vi mais, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; agora eu sinto que estou fora do lugar, procuro por você em toda face estranha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;E toda coisa mínima apenas cai a parte desde o primeiro dia que eu quebrei seu coração.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5299464090566397088?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5299464090566397088/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5299464090566397088' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5299464090566397088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5299464090566397088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-nao-quero-mais.html' title='Eu não quero mais'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Snmv_10ljWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/4qR5NzbTH-s/s72-c/broken_heart-1823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8395615704889916722</id><published>2009-08-01T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:15:16.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributo'/><title type='text'>Você me achou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SnTahjjYwqI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/ztz8Pp9Ycs0/s1600-h/hugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SnTahjjYwqI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/ztz8Pp9Ycs0/s320/hugs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365153326119305890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Onde você estava quando tudo se desmoronava? Todos os meus dias foram gastos no telefone que nunca tocou, e tudo o que eu precisava era de uma ligação que nunca veio. Perdida e insegura, você me achou.  Deitada no chão, cercada. Por que você teve que esperar? Onde você estava?  Só um pouco tarde... Mas você me achou.&lt;br /&gt;Mas no final todos terminam sozinhos, perdendo-o, o único que conhecia quem eu sou, quem eu não sou e quem eu quero ser. E eu fico sem ter como saber quando ele estará ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;Logo de manhã a cidade nasce, e eu estive ligando durante anos, você nunca me deixou mensagens, você nunca me enviou cartas... Você ganhou algum tipo de poder, me tirando tudo o que eu queria.  Perdida e insegura... Você me achou, deitada no chão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Onde você estava?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8395615704889916722?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8395615704889916722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8395615704889916722' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8395615704889916722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8395615704889916722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/08/voce-me-achou.html' title='Você me achou'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SnTahjjYwqI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/ztz8Pp9Ycs0/s72-c/hugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-7412331480459803564</id><published>2009-07-26T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:23:42.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Estelar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SmyfARzwxrI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/hsCFISrnIqs/s1600-h/OlharEstrela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SmyfARzwxrI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/hsCFISrnIqs/s320/OlharEstrela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362836083420743346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A estrela do teu olhar, tão enigmático e oblíquo, f&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;az meu ser suspirar só de senti-lo pairar estático no fundo das minhas estrelas&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Pensando, admirando... A honra está presente, o caveleiro fiel se abaixa em respeito à dama, tira o capacete e a pena, seus lábios estão anciosos e a respiração ofegando no peito que pulsava frenéticamente... Mesmo encontrando pela primeira vez os olhos daquela dama, nunca olhara para algo tão exótico, tão cordial e cheio de vida... O cavaleiro ajoelhado, suspirando maravilhado, da obra mais perfeita que ele vira em todas suas batalhas pelo amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-7412331480459803564?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/7412331480459803564/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=7412331480459803564' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7412331480459803564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7412331480459803564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/07/estelar.html' title='Estelar'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SmyfARzwxrI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/hsCFISrnIqs/s72-c/OlharEstrela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6536928649474125601</id><published>2009-07-23T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:22:33.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Manto da Noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Smj-ub62A0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/k7UyR-y5V1Y/s1600-h/presa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Smj-ub62A0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/k7UyR-y5V1Y/s320/presa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361815430106579778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A magia se esvaiu por entre as buracos em meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Entornou no prato celestial, virando poeira das estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Onde buscarei outro brilho que possa me alegrar?&lt;br /&gt;Onde encontrarei outro amor como o teu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O manto da noite caiu sobre minha alma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;como a esperança nos desesperados&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6536928649474125601?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6536928649474125601/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6536928649474125601' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6536928649474125601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6536928649474125601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/07/manto-da-noite.html' title='Manto da Noite'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Smj-ub62A0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/k7UyR-y5V1Y/s72-c/presa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3512579231313050470</id><published>2009-07-21T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:27:09.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se eu soubesse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SmXd86iZT6I/AAAAAAAAA1A/U17HZkuGSYs/s1600-h/vomito_buerghh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SmXd86iZT6I/AAAAAAAAA1A/U17HZkuGSYs/s320/vomito_buerghh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360934970029854626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se soubesse que era para ficar assim desalmada, voltaria no tempo e nunca teria me aproximado de você, assim não &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; causaria tamanho ferimento no peito... Que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; desgraça por completo.&lt;br /&gt;Ficaria longe, mesmo que isso enforcasse minha vontade louca de te amar... Só para salvar você da dor, ou melhor, me salvar da dor que hoje ainda me dilacera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faca da noite que mutila meus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Torrente de uma vida cheia de tormentos&lt;br /&gt;Cachoeira perpétua de lágrimas que derramastes&lt;br /&gt;Meu peito frágil sobe e desce pesadamente&lt;br /&gt;Respiração que inflama as correntes do monstro que me rasga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desgraça de vida num peito que já morreu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3512579231313050470?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3512579231313050470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3512579231313050470' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3512579231313050470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3512579231313050470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/07/se-eu-soubesse.html' title='Se eu soubesse'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SmXd86iZT6I/AAAAAAAAA1A/U17HZkuGSYs/s72-c/vomito_buerghh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5371857737717843470</id><published>2009-07-20T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:40:37.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributo'/><title type='text'>Deixe-me ir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SmSB1MqMbEI/AAAAAAAAA04/ngDXyzrfndE/s1600-h/12-Self-Portrait-%28With-Bike%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SmSB1MqMbEI/AAAAAAAAA04/ngDXyzrfndE/s320/12-Self-Portrait-%28With-Bike%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360552207408983106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outro dia de verão que vem e vai embora, eu só quero ir para casa. Talvez cercada de um milhão de pessoas, mas eu ainda me sinto totalmente sozinha...Eu só quero ir para casa. Eu sinto sua falta, sabe? Eu continuo guardando todas as cartas que te escrevi, em cada uma delas, uma ou duas linhas. "Estou bem amor, como você está?"&lt;br /&gt;Bem, eu as enviaria, mas sei que isto não é o bastante, minhas palavras eram frias e vazias e você merece mais do que isto.&lt;br /&gt;Outro avião, outro lugar ensolarado... Eu tenho sorte, eu sei, mas eu quero ir para casa... Eu tenho que ir para casa.&lt;br /&gt;Deixe-me ir para casa, estou tão longe de onde você está, eu quero ir para casa. Sinto como se estivesse vivendo a vida de outra pessoa, é como se eu acabasse de sair quando estava indo tudo bem e eu sei exatamente porque você não poderia vir junto comigo... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isto não era o seu sonho&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas você sempre acreditou em mim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me deixa ir para casa&lt;br /&gt;Eu tive minha chance&lt;br /&gt;Acabei&lt;br /&gt;Estou indo para casa&lt;br /&gt;Ficará tudo bem&lt;br /&gt;Estarei em casa hoje a noite&lt;br /&gt;Estou voltando para casa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5371857737717843470?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5371857737717843470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5371857737717843470' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5371857737717843470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5371857737717843470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/07/deixe-me-ir.html' title='Deixe-me ir'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SmSB1MqMbEI/AAAAAAAAA04/ngDXyzrfndE/s72-c/12-Self-Portrait-%28With-Bike%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-7360628485703456875</id><published>2009-07-17T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:33:52.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Voltar jamais</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Segurando firme, pegue a última respiração dele, a água se choca em seu peito e ele suspira ofegante: (Estará tudo acabado em breve).&lt;br /&gt;Venha, criança, meu dia está feito, fecho meus olhos para o sol... Aquele homem distraído em seus últimos suspiros, em decadência... Definhando, definhando, definhando em seu âmago de cristal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Nunca voltarei atrás agora. Lições que eu aprendi agora não significam nada, apenas guerras enfurecidas em vão... E estará tudo acabado em breve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me coloque no chão, criança, estou enfraquecido! Toda a minha vontade agora se foi... A asqueirosa víbora do meu inconsciente devorou o meu intríseco por inteiro e agora... Sou tudo. E o tudo... É um oco nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou livre&lt;br /&gt;Não há nada no mundo que possa me prender&lt;br /&gt;Estou parado, eu tomei minha decisão&lt;br /&gt;E eu nunca, nunca, nunca voltarei atrás agora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-7360628485703456875?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/7360628485703456875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=7360628485703456875' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7360628485703456875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7360628485703456875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/07/voltar-jamais.html' title='Voltar jamais'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3071529526053912832</id><published>2009-07-16T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:02:19.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><title type='text'>O fim chegou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sl95GPxZGuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MWJIT64JONs/s1600-h/51766100.20051019SGAtGregorianChurch009401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sl95GPxZGuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MWJIT64JONs/s320/51766100.20051019SGAtGregorianChurch009401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359135229814053602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Levou tudo que eu tinha, deixou minha alma e espírito mortos, matando tudo em mim.  Agora pra levar a dor pra longe eu vou destruir tudo o que desprezo, vou me transformar no que desprezo, viver as mentiras de outra pessoa... (Nunca abaixe a cabeça) Nunca se vire, meu fim chegou e agora eu vou atrás de você.  Agora a obsessão domina minha mente, essa bagunça me deixa cega, estou procurando quem corre, ou quem roubou minha vida! Mas eu sempre disse... Nunca abaixe a cabeça.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3071529526053912832?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3071529526053912832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3071529526053912832' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3071529526053912832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3071529526053912832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-fim-chegou.html' title='O fim chegou'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sl95GPxZGuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MWJIT64JONs/s72-c/51766100.20051019SGAtGregorianChurch009401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-5333164008541888001</id><published>2009-07-13T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:57:47.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributo'/><title type='text'>Herói Esquecido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SltnWT3xsSI/AAAAAAAAA0o/WHrWvyrWUsc/s1600-h/Fading+away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SltnWT3xsSI/AAAAAAAAA0o/WHrWvyrWUsc/s320/Fading+away.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357989814676336930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A primeira vez que vi você foi em um mundo distante , você me disse que você nunca iria me deixar... Olhe onde estou hoje. Nos apaixonamos naquele local e você me disse que iria ficar eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é o meu herói esquecido,  o meu meu anjo abandonado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me disse que estaria de volta em alguns anos, que você me salvaria de todos os meus medos, onde está você agora? Esperei por você mil anos, agora estou me afogando em minhas lágrimas, até o meu sangue está congelado... Meu sangue está congelado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo está congelado... E eu lamento.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-5333164008541888001?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/5333164008541888001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=5333164008541888001' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5333164008541888001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/5333164008541888001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/07/heroi-esquecido.html' title='Herói Esquecido'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SltnWT3xsSI/AAAAAAAAA0o/WHrWvyrWUsc/s72-c/Fading+away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-726225618288852817</id><published>2009-07-07T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:08:42.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Pedaço do teu ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SlNkk0d1gUI/AAAAAAAAAzw/QZ54OJ7feCk/s1600-h/Joao+Sargo-j%C3%A1+te+vi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SlNkk0d1gUI/AAAAAAAAAzw/QZ54OJ7feCk/s320/Joao+Sargo-j%C3%A1+te+vi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355734965595504962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez um dia eu possa ter a chance de ser feliz de novo, alcançar o teu céu novamente e fazer tua noite brilhar como nunca. Encher teus olhos de pequenas estrelas que se derramariam pelo teu rosto na mais pura felicidade... Te encher de amor, tranquilizar teu dia com suaves sopros de paz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e deixar que o manto da noite nos cobrisse com a mais serena onda de doçura&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-726225618288852817?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/726225618288852817/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=726225618288852817' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/726225618288852817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/726225618288852817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/07/pedaco-do-teu-ser.html' title='Pedaço do teu ser'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SlNkk0d1gUI/AAAAAAAAAzw/QZ54OJ7feCk/s72-c/Joao+Sargo-j%C3%A1+te+vi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6916848180905204848</id><published>2009-07-03T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:22:48.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><title type='text'>Desculpe-me</title><content type='html'>Se minhas palavras te machucam (ou magoam a ferida já exposta) não as leia... Você não merece meu sofrimento, nem sentir a angústia de meus pensamentos. Ignore minha palavras, é um desabafo tão íntimo que eu sinto como se elas chorassem sangue... Pesso desculpas por tamanha liberdade de entrar nas entranhas do seu ser e ferir algo tão intocável como sua psique.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6916848180905204848?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6916848180905204848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6916848180905204848' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6916848180905204848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6916848180905204848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/07/desculpe-me.html' title='Desculpe-me'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8395979240709661641</id><published>2009-06-29T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:02:50.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><title type='text'>Permanecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SklkAhuYG7I/AAAAAAAAAzo/AOxF0V2vHDE/s1600-h/ficar_so_ficar_junto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SklkAhuYG7I/AAAAAAAAAzo/AOxF0V2vHDE/s320/ficar_so_ficar_junto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352919592322210738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero ao longo desta estrada&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto me olham pelo deserto de minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Através de muros e sacadas&lt;br /&gt;Se perguntando se algo de certo me ocorrerá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que se indagam tanto enquanto a personagem mal se encherga?&lt;br /&gt;Por quê tanto barulho nos recônditos de minha alma?&lt;br /&gt;Por quê tantos gritos mudos me incomodam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pudera eu correr para meu doce amor&lt;br /&gt;E me refugiar no seu abraço&lt;br /&gt;Me acalmar com seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhar em sua alma&lt;br /&gt;E de uma vez por todas&lt;br /&gt;Pertencer... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Permanecer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8395979240709661641?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8395979240709661641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8395979240709661641' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8395979240709661641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8395979240709661641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/permanecer.html' title='Permanecer'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SklkAhuYG7I/AAAAAAAAAzo/AOxF0V2vHDE/s72-c/ficar_so_ficar_junto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3414768498731480574</id><published>2009-06-27T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:51:38.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Detalhes no tecido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkaizoufNcI/AAAAAAAAAzg/N6_ZsNVJnzE/s1600-h/manufatura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkaizoufNcI/AAAAAAAAAzg/N6_ZsNVJnzE/s320/manufatura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352144215165842882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia que você perceber que os detalhes te deixam em pânico, não se preocupe... É apenas o defeito das nossas máquinas. Assim como uma manufatura pode dar errado, nós podemos falhar em alguma parte do todo, mas sempre há a chance de fazer do tudo ficar certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tente de novo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3414768498731480574?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3414768498731480574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3414768498731480574' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3414768498731480574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3414768498731480574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/detalhes-no-tecido.html' title='Detalhes no tecido'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkaizoufNcI/AAAAAAAAAzg/N6_ZsNVJnzE/s72-c/manufatura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-4341047591817422853</id><published>2009-06-26T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:38:34.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdão, você</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkVNRFCTxCI/AAAAAAAAAzY/RIyOQsXqv9o/s1600-h/2621986572_d027d62703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkVNRFCTxCI/AAAAAAAAAzY/RIyOQsXqv9o/s320/2621986572_d027d62703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351768688004678690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sussurros ao pé do ouvido&lt;br /&gt;Palavras desperdiçadas&lt;br /&gt;Em um coração surdo&lt;br /&gt;Esgotado pela falta do amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma mãe desalmada e um pai nada protetor&lt;br /&gt;Ele tivera sido a ovelha desgarrada&lt;br /&gt;Ele ficou só, rejeitado pelas escolhas&lt;br /&gt;Escolhas que foram impostas por um infortuno futuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo culpá-lo pela falta de carinho perante meus gritos de misericórdia por seu amor?&lt;br /&gt;Devo condená-lo pelas indeléveis marcas em meu peito?&lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;Não cabe a mim tamanha responsabilidade... Eu só posso amá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...e Deus, em sua misericórdia, o perdoará..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-4341047591817422853?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/4341047591817422853/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=4341047591817422853' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4341047591817422853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4341047591817422853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-deus-em-sua-misericordia-o-perdoara.html' title='Perdão, você'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkVNRFCTxCI/AAAAAAAAAzY/RIyOQsXqv9o/s72-c/2621986572_d027d62703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-2696247581174096885</id><published>2009-06-25T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:28:49.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Arranjos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkPPw6sQP9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jPlgRuljKjI/s1600-h/jijiji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkPPw6sQP9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jPlgRuljKjI/s320/jijiji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351349221541822418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sentada no meu quarto com essa guitarra antiga na mão, tentando me destrair com qualquer coisa, qualquer coisa que me afaste das lembranças... Mas você sabe que isso não está dando certo porque você é tudo que tenho em mente, e tudo em minha volta me faz lembrar você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-2696247581174096885?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/2696247581174096885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=2696247581174096885' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2696247581174096885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2696247581174096885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/arranjos.html' title='Arranjos'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkPPw6sQP9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jPlgRuljKjI/s72-c/jijiji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-7958749816759029982</id><published>2009-06-23T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:10:18.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><title type='text'>Miragem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkGKlBTgEgI/AAAAAAAAAzA/6vRE8k7UVek/s1600-h/olhosqueveem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkGKlBTgEgI/AAAAAAAAAzA/6vRE8k7UVek/s320/olhosqueveem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350710200902881794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A verdade é que nós inventamos uma felicidade que não havia mais, o destino da nossa felicidade  estava morto desde o momento que pensamos em começar a fazê-la.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez porque não devessemos, ou por pura inveja do destino... Eu realmente o amei como nunca amarei ninguém, e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a dor desta perda... É como uma faca que rasga  meu peito a cada pequeno movimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forjamos um sorriso no lugar do gosto acridoce da saudade, dizíamos "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eu te amo&lt;/span&gt;" ao invés de dizer que estavamos apodrecendo de saudades por dentro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-7958749816759029982?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/7958749816759029982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=7958749816759029982' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7958749816759029982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7958749816759029982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/miragem.html' title='Miragem'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SkGKlBTgEgI/AAAAAAAAAzA/6vRE8k7UVek/s72-c/olhosqueveem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-372365206994222303</id><published>2009-06-22T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T06:29:03.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Pseudoalicerce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sj-G6vUEj9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/xcqPAJxLeJc/s1600-h/Armadura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350143226030624722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sj-G6vUEj9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/xcqPAJxLeJc/s320/Armadura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horizontes múltiplos de uma vida marcada por profundas cicatrizes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seu medo estava encoberto por todas as rachaduras em seu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Medo da dor? Talvez da neblina que confunde seu ser por completo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem ter a certeza da força de sua armadura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eterna amargura figurada em seu ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele tinha vários personagens para atuar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma vida repleta de figurantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viajando por seu humor e semblante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até onde um cavaleiro muda sua armadura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para lutar em um mar de ondas distintas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Até onda vai a força&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De um mortal que se expõe ao sufoco dos teus oceanos?&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/168665614071255377-372365206994222303?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/372365206994222303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=372365206994222303' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/372365206994222303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/372365206994222303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/pseudoalicerce.html' title='Pseudoalicerce'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sj-G6vUEj9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/xcqPAJxLeJc/s72-c/Armadura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-2270977378251795643</id><published>2009-06-15T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:32:39.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Dissipação de um caminho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sjavz9QR3XI/AAAAAAAAAyI/GCDQktgn61I/s1600-h/021-Waiting-for-a-Street-Car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sjavz9QR3XI/AAAAAAAAAyI/GCDQktgn61I/s320/021-Waiting-for-a-Street-Car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347654914700074354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já passou do tempo de partir, meu ser não pode mais pertencer a esta história. Eu quero que você seja muito feliz, e mais do que tudo, eu quis ser o motivo da sua felicidade, mas se não sou... Não posso ficar no caminho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-2270977378251795643?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/2270977378251795643/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=2270977378251795643' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2270977378251795643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2270977378251795643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/dissipacao-de-um-caminho.html' title='Dissipação de um caminho'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sjavz9QR3XI/AAAAAAAAAyI/GCDQktgn61I/s72-c/021-Waiting-for-a-Street-Car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8793772249826618503</id><published>2009-06-13T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T07:24:18.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Anestesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SjO2io14orI/AAAAAAAAAx4/3PjvmiYg1NE/s1600-h/HPIM0649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SjO2io14orI/AAAAAAAAAx4/3PjvmiYg1NE/s320/HPIM0649.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346817888814146226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Os que atuam na dor dos outros aliviam a própria dor."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8793772249826618503?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8793772249826618503/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8793772249826618503' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8793772249826618503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8793772249826618503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/anestesia.html' title='Anestesia'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SjO2io14orI/AAAAAAAAAx4/3PjvmiYg1NE/s72-c/HPIM0649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-4052350533124500554</id><published>2009-06-08T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:42:48.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Gota D'orvalho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Si2v-6UeJHI/AAAAAAAAAxw/BMKZFRLZ9MM/s1600-h/gris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Si2v-6UeJHI/AAAAAAAAAxw/BMKZFRLZ9MM/s320/gris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345121828100514930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serena gota de orvalho&lt;br /&gt;Que tece o açoite dos cometas&lt;br /&gt;Tilinta como cascalho delicado&lt;br /&gt;A solitária lágrima da noite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-4052350533124500554?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/4052350533124500554/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=4052350533124500554' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4052350533124500554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4052350533124500554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/gota-dorvalho.html' title='Gota D&apos;orvalho'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Si2v-6UeJHI/AAAAAAAAAxw/BMKZFRLZ9MM/s72-c/gris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-2820811592416246925</id><published>2009-06-06T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T15:35:42.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><title type='text'>Luz que Chora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fotocache02.stormap.sapo.pt/fotostore02/fotos//46/4a/10/3674694_CHLza.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://fotocache02.stormap.sapo.pt/fotostore02/fotos//46/4a/10/3674694_CHLza.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lá vem a chuva de novo&lt;br /&gt;Caíndo das estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Encharcado na minha dor de novo&lt;br /&gt;Tornando a mim, quem não sou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto a minha memória descansa&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca esquece o que eu perdi&lt;br /&gt;As árvores negras balançam novamente&lt;br /&gt;A inocência nunca dura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-2820811592416246925?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/2820811592416246925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=2820811592416246925' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2820811592416246925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/2820811592416246925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/luz-que-chora.html' title='Luz que Chora'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3906036236486416039</id><published>2009-06-04T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:48:08.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Reflexo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SigWONlmISI/AAAAAAAAAxo/g_ewAQfjnSA/s1600-h/06-Dreams-and-Cookies-I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SigWONlmISI/AAAAAAAAAxo/g_ewAQfjnSA/s320/06-Dreams-and-Cookies-I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343545391296422178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quem se preocupa demais com a imagem no espelho, acaba sem enchergar o verdadeiro reflexo.&lt;br /&gt;O verdadeiro reflexo só pode ser dito pelos olhos de quem te ama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3906036236486416039?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3906036236486416039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3906036236486416039' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3906036236486416039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3906036236486416039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/espelhe-se.html' title='Reflexo'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SigWONlmISI/AAAAAAAAAxo/g_ewAQfjnSA/s72-c/06-Dreams-and-Cookies-I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6922734128607335294</id><published>2009-06-03T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:45:43.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><title type='text'>Desejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sibu2XLeYtI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kJyhVt4WioQ/s1600-h/08-Dreams-and-Cookies-III.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sibu2XLeYtI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kJyhVt4WioQ/s320/08-Dreams-and-Cookies-III.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343220625624163026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estou tentando me manter calma, eu sei, estou demonstrando isso. Sinto minhas bochechas ficando vermelhas, estou procurando as palavras dentro de minha cabeça. Estou me sentindo nervosa, tentando ser tão perfeita, porque eu sei que você merece isso. Se eu pudesse dizer o que eu realmente quero dizer... Eu diria que eu te amo, que ficaria com você todas as noites, estou te apertando muito forte? Se eu pudesse dizer o que eu quero ver... Eu queria ver você caindo de joelhos. Case comigo hoje?&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei... Passo a vida desejando fazer estas coisas que eu nunca direi.&lt;br /&gt;Isto não faz de mim uma pessoa boa, é apenas um desperdício de tempo, que uso isso tem para você afinal? O que tem em mente? Se isto não está se mostrando então não estamos indo a lugar algum, então porque eu não consigo te dizer que eu me importo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6922734128607335294?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6922734128607335294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6922734128607335294' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6922734128607335294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6922734128607335294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/desejo.html' title='Desejo'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sibu2XLeYtI/AAAAAAAAAxg/kJyhVt4WioQ/s72-c/08-Dreams-and-Cookies-III.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-870242737600433657</id><published>2009-06-02T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:22:49.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to be continued'/><title type='text'>Chaga Cálida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiXCTPfCS4I/AAAAAAAAAxY/jglbk2TeJo8/s1600-h/09-Harisson-Av..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiXCTPfCS4I/AAAAAAAAAxY/jglbk2TeJo8/s320/09-Harisson-Av..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342890168774970242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ainda que sinta meus ossos frágeis&lt;br /&gt;E minhas feridas intensamente quentes&lt;br /&gt;Limpo as estrelas tecidas sob meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Levanto-me da palha espinhenta&lt;br /&gt;E arrisco um primeiro passo desordenado&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-870242737600433657?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/870242737600433657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=870242737600433657' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/870242737600433657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/870242737600433657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/06/chaga-calida.html' title='Chaga Cálida'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiXCTPfCS4I/AAAAAAAAAxY/jglbk2TeJo8/s72-c/09-Harisson-Av..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-682410438847370188</id><published>2009-05-31T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T07:37:37.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributo'/><title type='text'>Aquecendo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiKVROMKFWI/AAAAAAAAAww/pAPah8NygWg/s1600-h/13-So.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiKVROMKFWI/AAAAAAAAAww/pAPah8NygWg/s320/13-So.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341996231114233186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bem no alto ou bem no fundo.&lt;br /&gt;Quando você estiver tão apaixonada que não consegue deixá-lo ir.&lt;br /&gt;Se você nunca tentar, nunca vai saber o quanto você vale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lágrimas rolam pelo meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;E eu... Eu te prometo que vou aprender com os meus erros.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luzes vão te guiar até em casa&lt;br /&gt;E aquecer teus ossos.&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou tentar me consertar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-682410438847370188?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/682410438847370188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=682410438847370188' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/682410438847370188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/682410438847370188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/aquecendo.html' title='Aquecendo'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiKVROMKFWI/AAAAAAAAAww/pAPah8NygWg/s72-c/13-So.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-222766473363069091</id><published>2009-05-30T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:51:54.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributo'/><title type='text'>Reverso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiGAQVBlWTI/AAAAAAAAAwo/CoHlco45nSY/s1600-h/05-Inevitable-Confrontation-With-Past.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiGAQVBlWTI/AAAAAAAAAwo/CoHlco45nSY/s320/05-Inevitable-Confrontation-With-Past.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341691651048167730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando você tenta o seu melhor, mas não tem sucesso.&lt;br /&gt;Quando você consegue o que quer, mas não o que precisa.&lt;br /&gt;Quando você se sente cansado, mas não consegue dormir.&lt;br /&gt;Preso ao contrário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando as lágrimas começam a rolar pelo seu rosto.&lt;br /&gt;Quando você perde algo que não pode substituir.&lt;br /&gt;Quando você ama alguém, mas acaba desgastando.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser pior?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-222766473363069091?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/222766473363069091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=222766473363069091' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/222766473363069091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/222766473363069091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/reverso.html' title='Reverso'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiGAQVBlWTI/AAAAAAAAAwo/CoHlco45nSY/s72-c/05-Inevitable-Confrontation-With-Past.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8672964235081725075</id><published>2009-05-29T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T13:49:24.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='=/'/><title type='text'>Exílio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiBJXxcmw-I/AAAAAAAAAwg/MaORYDFx88w/s1600-h/OAAAAKRtPvKNssQvAxlUzlM6xDejVAzT13J_qO6KqHMKA17-Q2oHWhszAHNyDmvxY06MTRI1Fy_Ckij6D31N81GIo2EAm1T1UGzV0FZ1ee6ZuQv74A_2XPS4cfWH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiBJXxcmw-I/AAAAAAAAAwg/MaORYDFx88w/s320/OAAAAKRtPvKNssQvAxlUzlM6xDejVAzT13J_qO6KqHMKA17-Q2oHWhszAHNyDmvxY06MTRI1Fy_Ckij6D31N81GIo2EAm1T1UGzV0FZ1ee6ZuQv74A_2XPS4cfWH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341349830820545506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se acalme, respire fundo, e pare de correr, pare de quebrar a você mesma... Tudo vai se encaixar, é uma promessa. Segure as pontas, saiba seu nome e vá do seu modo, no seu tempo. Tudo vai dar certo no tempo certo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8672964235081725075?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8672964235081725075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8672964235081725075' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8672964235081725075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8672964235081725075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/exilio.html' title='Exílio'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/SiBJXxcmw-I/AAAAAAAAAwg/MaORYDFx88w/s72-c/OAAAAKRtPvKNssQvAxlUzlM6xDejVAzT13J_qO6KqHMKA17-Q2oHWhszAHNyDmvxY06MTRI1Fy_Ckij6D31N81GIo2EAm1T1UGzV0FZ1ee6ZuQv74A_2XPS4cfWH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-4169280206043916215</id><published>2009-05-28T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:04:40.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Degraus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sh8mTzCRp3I/AAAAAAAAAwY/7-4sL__ck0A/s1600-h/saveme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sh8mTzCRp3I/AAAAAAAAAwY/7-4sL__ck0A/s320/saveme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341029804643821426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Não desças os degraus do sonho&lt;br /&gt;Para não despertar os monstros.&lt;br /&gt;Não subas aos sótãos - onde&lt;br /&gt;os deuses, por trás das suas máscaras,&lt;br /&gt;ocultam o próprio enigma.&lt;br /&gt;Não desças, não subas, fica.&lt;br /&gt;O mistério está é na tua vida!&lt;br /&gt;E é um sonho louco este nosso mundo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-4169280206043916215?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/4169280206043916215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=4169280206043916215' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4169280206043916215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/4169280206043916215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_28.html' title='Degraus'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sh8mTzCRp3I/AAAAAAAAAwY/7-4sL__ck0A/s72-c/saveme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8274946607694646324</id><published>2009-05-27T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:23:46.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributo'/><title type='text'>Até Tudo Queimar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sh1o-O2jyJI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/ZMCT19n_t7U/s1600-h/e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sh1o-O2jyJI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/ZMCT19n_t7U/s320/e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340540151479388306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ela senta-se em seu canto&lt;br /&gt;Cantando para ela mesma dormir&lt;br /&gt;Coberta por todas as promessas&lt;br /&gt;Que ninguém parece manter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela não chora mais por ela mesma&lt;br /&gt;Não há lagrimas para serem enxugadas&lt;br /&gt;Apenas páginas em branco de um diário&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos que se perdem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8274946607694646324?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8274946607694646324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8274946607694646324' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8274946607694646324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8274946607694646324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/ate-tudo-queimar.html' title='Até Tudo Queimar'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sh1o-O2jyJI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/ZMCT19n_t7U/s72-c/e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8161168429405291554</id><published>2009-05-25T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:46:49.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Gélida Manta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Shs7yaeWt7I/AAAAAAAAAwI/tCaZTXadlbc/s1600-h/estrela+cadente8jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Shs7yaeWt7I/AAAAAAAAAwI/tCaZTXadlbc/s320/estrela+cadente8jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339927520463992754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Deus dá o frio conforme o cobertor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha manta não é tão grossa&lt;br /&gt;Nem minha pele é tão resistente&lt;br /&gt;Atira a longe essa névoa gélida&lt;br /&gt;Que minh'alma não suporta mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ar seco arranha a garganta&lt;br /&gt;Dilacera minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Pedaços de mim perdidos&lt;br /&gt;Num oceano que finda na emoção&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8161168429405291554?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8161168429405291554/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8161168429405291554' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8161168429405291554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8161168429405291554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/gelida-manta.html' title='Gélida Manta'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Shs7yaeWt7I/AAAAAAAAAwI/tCaZTXadlbc/s72-c/estrela+cadente8jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-8094755479819520282</id><published>2009-05-23T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:44:17.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senso Aleatório'/><title type='text'>Sombra de um Abandono</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Shh8ER_wyUI/AAAAAAAAAwA/7-BljDxBtUk/s1600-h/namorados1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Shh8ER_wyUI/AAAAAAAAAwA/7-BljDxBtUk/s320/namorados1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339153771239885122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dorme talvez. Em flácido abandono&lt;br /&gt;Lembrança formosa de teu sono&lt;br /&gt;A languidez dormente de teus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto a amante pálida, a seu lado,&lt;br /&gt;Medita, a fronte triste, o olhar velado,&lt;br /&gt;No Mistério da Carne Soberana"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adaptação do poema "Ariana" de Augusto dos Anjos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-8094755479819520282?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/8094755479819520282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=8094755479819520282' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8094755479819520282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/8094755479819520282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/sombra-de-um-abandono.html' title='Sombra de um Abandono'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Shh8ER_wyUI/AAAAAAAAAwA/7-BljDxBtUk/s72-c/namorados1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-6334031253360232781</id><published>2009-05-22T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:52:40.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><title type='text'>Estrelas Frias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/ShbJaKvCVPI/AAAAAAAAAv4/RZYUbFu9VEY/s1600-h/fr.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/ShbJaKvCVPI/AAAAAAAAAv4/RZYUbFu9VEY/s320/fr.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338675859689723122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Algemada pelo tremor&lt;br /&gt;Mãos gélidas e pálidas&lt;br /&gt;Noite que finda no vazio&lt;br /&gt;Estrelas frias, pouca vida nessa alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas entranhas da minha psique&lt;br /&gt;Habita um ser&lt;br /&gt;Complexo por si, complexo por ser só&lt;br /&gt;Compreende-lo é impossível&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enigmas da escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Não há luz da razão que o identifique&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio o acompanha&lt;br /&gt;Estrelas frias, pouca alma nessa vida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-6334031253360232781?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/6334031253360232781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=6334031253360232781' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6334031253360232781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/6334031253360232781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/estrelas-frias.html' title='Estrelas Frias'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/ShbJaKvCVPI/AAAAAAAAAv4/RZYUbFu9VEY/s72-c/fr.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3361147798838537738</id><published>2009-05-21T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:22:26.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributo'/><title type='text'>Insônia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/ShYoc9-LQZI/AAAAAAAAAvw/1s0DGWY68Nc/s1600-h/eyes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/ShYoc9-LQZI/AAAAAAAAAvw/1s0DGWY68Nc/s320/eyes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338498886431097234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noites em minha solidão insone pensando se é errado amar você, meu coração não vai deixar agir certo porque me afoguei em você. Eu daria tudo de mim para ter só uma noite com você, eu arriscaria minha vida para sentir seu corpo junto ao meu. Porque eu não consigo deixar de viver na lembrança de nossa canção, eu daria tudo de mim pelo seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Você pode me sentir?&lt;br /&gt;Imaginando que estou olhando em seus olhos eu posso lhe ver claramente, vividamente aceso em minha mente, e você ainda está tão longe... Como uma estrela distante a quem eu faço um desejo esta noite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3361147798838537738?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3361147798838537738/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3361147798838537738' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3361147798838537738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3361147798838537738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/insonia.html' title='Insônia'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/ShYoc9-LQZI/AAAAAAAAAvw/1s0DGWY68Nc/s72-c/eyes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-3354732683815208960</id><published>2009-05-16T16:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:48:55.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vômito de palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributo'/><title type='text'>(...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sg9QymMq0_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/AGAidRCnSeM/s1600-h/93869411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sg9QymMq0_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/AGAidRCnSeM/s320/93869411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336572913634694130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Já perdoei erros quase imperdoáveis,&lt;br /&gt;Tentei substituir pessoas insubstituiveis&lt;br /&gt;e Esquecer pessoas inesquecíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já fiz coisas por impulso,&lt;br /&gt;Já me decepcionei com pessoas quando nunca pensei me decepcionar, mas também já decepcionei alguém."&lt;br /&gt;(...)  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-3354732683815208960?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/3354732683815208960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=3354732683815208960' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3354732683815208960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/3354732683815208960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='(...)'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sg9QymMq0_I/AAAAAAAAAvo/AGAidRCnSeM/s72-c/93869411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168665614071255377.post-7763481975822406573</id><published>2009-05-14T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:25:47.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tributo'/><title type='text'>Janelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sgy2cjeySeI/AAAAAAAAAvg/1l9FURk6UA0/s1600-h/eternity.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sgy2cjeySeI/AAAAAAAAAvg/1l9FURk6UA0/s320/eternity.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335840260204153314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Os olhos, em que Amor reinava, um dia,&lt;br /&gt;Cheios de morte; e muda aquela língua,&lt;br /&gt;Que ao surdo vento e aos ecos tantas vezes&lt;br /&gt;Contou a larga história de seus males."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/168665614071255377-7763481975822406573?l=keep-save.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/feeds/7763481975822406573/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=168665614071255377&amp;postID=7763481975822406573' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7763481975822406573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/168665614071255377/posts/default/7763481975822406573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-save.blogspot.com/2009/05/janelas.html' title='Janelas'/><author><name>Izabela Salazar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12875121048395213682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/TABU6p9ZYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LG4OnWj38CQ/S220/5529_108504604321_780779321_1990123_7036356_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KpXdxn_DiXI/Sgy2cjeySeI/AAAAAAAAAvg/1l9FURk6UA0/s72-c/eternity.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
