<?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-25657040</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:19:17.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>walking contradiction</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-116263433848838009</id><published>2006-11-04T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T02:03:11.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mezzanotte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/a.nossa.badalada.n.era.meia.noite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="331" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/320/a.nossa.badalada.n.era.meia.noite.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostro orologio non ha indicato la mezzanotte ...ma non sono preoccupato per questo, perche abbiamo arrivato dove nessun altro arrivato prima!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Si, io credo in noi..ma dove sei? Sono qui da un'ora ad aspettarti ormai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ora sono qui, ma domani non saprò ..arrestisi e pensi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cerchi le ore che si muovono intorno..ci diranno l'ora corretta per noi... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-116263433848838009?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/116263433848838009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/116263433848838009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/11/mezzanotte.html' title='Mezzanotte'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-115672927918379033</id><published>2006-08-27T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T18:41:19.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Ben...like.. Big Bang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/Digitalizar0004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/400/Digitalizar0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hoje pode ser tarde....demais!&lt;br /&gt;É um termo, hoje q já nem os ponteiros do big ben premanecem lá, hoje que é o passado de ontem, hoje q vejo q afinal ng é pura agua cristalina...&lt;br /&gt;Estou te a matar aos poucos, visto que tu tentaste ser o meu objecto obsceno e estupidamente torpe.. estou te a matar porque na verdade nao quero nem saber o tipo de objecto com q m darias uso!!&lt;br /&gt;A inocencia perdeu-se, continuo a elevar-me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-115672927918379033?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/115672927918379033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/115672927918379033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/08/big-benlike-big-bang.html' title='Big Ben...like.. Big Bang'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-115118595037335383</id><published>2006-06-24T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T14:52:30.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aquele limite, sem limite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/DSC00057.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/320/DSC00057.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sabias, que tudo passa a correr nao sabias?&lt;br /&gt;Entao, pra que entraste aqui?&lt;br /&gt;Se era tão curto assim, se as tuas pernas eram mais fortes, pra que?&lt;br /&gt;E os dias cinzentos, q sao todos para mim, porque nao existem tb para ti?&lt;br /&gt;De onde vem a tua erudicao?&lt;br /&gt;De onde? pq nao tenho igual?&lt;br /&gt;Se eram tão escuro assim, pra que?" - &lt;strong&gt;perguntou-me ele&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um dia sofri, um dia questionei o mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;um dia escolhi se aquele era o primeiro ou o ultimo,&lt;br /&gt;um dia depois do primeiro vi o primeiro de novo,&lt;br /&gt;um dia reparei q nada tem prazo,&lt;br /&gt;um dia olhei e renasci,&lt;br /&gt;um dia quase morri,&lt;br /&gt;um dia vi q n há regras,&lt;br /&gt;um dia deixei de temer,&lt;br /&gt;um dia deixei me levar,&lt;br /&gt;um dia... um dia perceberás!" - &lt;strong&gt;respondi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-115118595037335383?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/115118595037335383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/115118595037335383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/06/aquele-limite-sem-limite.html' title='aquele limite, sem limite'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-114875893049442264</id><published>2006-05-27T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T01:31:33.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cefalópodes de substancia escura.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/Fredjinha.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/320/Fredjinha.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje, n aguento de querer, de desejar, de morrer, de suspirar, de dizer, de sentir, de dar, de receber, de investir, de me render, de reflectir, de me entregar, de me conquistar, de me deixar levar... já n aguento tentar.. fugir, controlar,evitar, omitir, negligenciar,suportar, passar, FILTRAR..n, n vale! hj estou onde + ng está, num campo anexado a um correio sépia sem idas! hoje, n aguento, mas quero... pura conexão&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-114875893049442264?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114875893049442264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114875893049442264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/05/cefalpodes-de-substancia-escura_27.html' title='cefalópodes de substancia escura.'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-114790017425617238</id><published>2006-05-17T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:09:34.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your new city</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/HPIM5923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/320/HPIM5923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Hj desenhei-te algures, esgotada d ter t como imagem mental..mortificada fiquei eu, q t foste.. n gostei do termo!&lt;br /&gt;Quando voltas? voltas? diz-me ao menos se voltas!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me meia destruida e desnorteada ..n , q isto n é carta de amor, é saudade, pura saudade!&lt;br /&gt;oh q saudades..ainda tenho cá uma camissa tua ,daquelas q me ficam ate aos joelhos ..quase, ainda com o teu perfume, e os teus desenhos q pa futuro médico estão, digamos, aceitáveis!!&lt;br /&gt;culpo-t pelos pequenos promenores q mudaram a minha historia, foram bons , sem duvida!&lt;br /&gt;'Vem!'..ecoou e ficou na minha mente..ia sim, mas sabes bem q n é tao facil, e n sei s é aí q o meu destino bate..mas s for... irei ctgo! *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-114790017425617238?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114790017425617238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114790017425617238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/05/your-new-city.html' title='your new city'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-114622345163928609</id><published>2006-04-28T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T04:24:56.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No attrition...please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/DSC00283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/320/DSC00283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My body won't stop on..&lt;br /&gt;tell me if it's true...was all just a lie?&lt;br /&gt;did u amuse yourself, then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If I stay, would you put an end to all the games you play&lt;br /&gt;Can you promise me that you will never stray&lt;br /&gt;Has to be a new beginning from today, only way I will stay&lt;br /&gt;But if I go, this will be the final curtain of the show&lt;br /&gt;You have lost the best thing that you ever known&lt;br /&gt;Guess you have to learn to make it on your own&lt;br /&gt;Let me, know stay or go?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimatum-Natasha Watkins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-114622345163928609?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114622345163928609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114622345163928609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-attritionplease.html' title='No attrition...please!'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-114590177108729412</id><published>2006-04-24T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T11:05:39.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where's your posture?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/HPIM582000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/320/HPIM582000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u ruin yourself, teel me why u don't lose your afraid?&lt;br /&gt;I soon twigged your game&lt;br /&gt;In for penny (in for pound!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... Have some composure&lt;br /&gt;And where is your posture?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no, no!&lt;br /&gt;You're pulling the trigger&lt;br /&gt;Pulling the trigger&lt;br /&gt;All wrong..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic! at the disco - time to dance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-114590177108729412?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114590177108729412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114590177108729412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/04/wheres-your-posture.html' title='where&apos;s your posture?'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-114589882261780665</id><published>2006-04-24T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T10:16:18.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o preto é virgem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/HPIM5858.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/320/HPIM5858.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como é bonito o claro da noite...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E a tendência de massacre, n q isto n sao coisas obscuras nem muito menos pragmáticas, pragmáticas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas q raio..Oh sim, talvez, que ng percebe pq raio existem coisas , coisas como tu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Páh vá lá deixa-te de coisas, esquemas, truques e esse conjunto de regras , enquanto q so 1 palavra basta, essa etiqueta fica-te mal e o rotulo que tens marcado na testa já toda a gente leu e vomitou o conteudo! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Difundes-te em particulas subtis... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosto-te ..mais ñ sei...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-114589882261780665?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114589882261780665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114589882261780665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/04/o-preto-virgem.html' title='o preto é virgem!'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-114463221287141797</id><published>2006-04-09T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T18:23:32.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank u ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/HPIM58365555.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/320/HPIM58365555.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I asked u a urchin but really this's always with me...as u!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss u and I need u here... u're my savior in my time of need, was u... u showed me dreams and therefore I'll be your pride!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One day... I'll be with u and I promise take it with me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey, u PROMISED to return to me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                         I'm waiting for u...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                              OK? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-114463221287141797?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114463221287141797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114463221287141797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/04/thank-u.html' title='Thank u ...'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-114460763025407642</id><published>2006-04-09T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T11:35:48.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saindo por onde entraste...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/simboraaaa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/320/simboraaaa.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bateram as 12 badaladas, apenas á noite invades-me, n quero ser a tua menina da noite, desengana-te que lá por teres as 5 pedrinhas não vá eu fugir...lixa-te q tou de partida! Promessas, promessas que usas.t como prisão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insanidade? Leva-a ctg e deixa, deixa-me q vá antes que morra, que a minha decadência mental foi pela insanidade corporal q tu fundaste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Embora tolere a volta... Até já! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-114460763025407642?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114460763025407642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114460763025407642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/04/saindo-por-onde-entraste.html' title='Saindo por onde entraste...'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25657040.post-114450751857590300</id><published>2006-04-08T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T08:26:26.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking contradiction...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/1600/HPIM5825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7327/2683/320/HPIM5825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Narrow street, tramps...maybe I made bad courses..But actually I don't give a shit!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause I know that I don't go for the same way again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm tired, fedup...getting off!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I walk like a sick machine..wow,no,no the control isn't in my hands..what a fuck, says that 'grasp all, lose all' wrong side, I complete '...grasp nothing,gain nothing'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue horizontal strip like barrage..there's the rub,beating a retreat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;they didn't hear me! I tried..really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;older??? I ask u now,what does this mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;pressures&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;have dropped on my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;just words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;one day ,I'll spread my wings and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Break away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25657040-114450751857590300?l=mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114450751857590300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25657040/posts/default/114450751857590300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mortalsinsinnocence.blogspot.com/2006/04/walking-contradiction.html' title='Walking contradiction...'/><author><name>Freda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07993144325457789226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
