<?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-5120952406573588692</id><updated>2012-01-30T19:07:42.730-08:00</updated><category term='kamelot'/><category term='you'/><category term='hora'/><category term='ultimo'/><category term='confuso'/><category term='angel'/><category term='sempre'/><category term='can'/><category term='obscuro'/><category term='caixao'/><category term='amor'/><category term='remember'/><category term='morte'/><title type='text'>Poesie, die vergiftetr</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-4569441301019082842</id><published>2012-01-30T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T19:07:42.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamelot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can'/><title type='text'>Can you Remember?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NvvwHDwQtJA/TydaAtQBSXI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zIohRVM7apE/s1600/khan.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NvvwHDwQtJA/TydaAtQBSXI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zIohRVM7apE/s320/khan.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 400; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-style: italic; font-weight: 400; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Você Pode Se Lembrar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Introdução de Roy Khan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;"Hey, uau! Obrigado! Ok, faremos algo mais lento por um breve momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Essa canção é sobre uma garota que eu devo esquecer agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Mas tenho esperança que nós nos encontraremos alguma vez no futuro..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Uma chama dentro de meu coração morreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Esta é uma canção, uma canção sem reprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Hoje extamente não sei por quê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;O que nós tivemos e o que nós compartilhamos, tão divino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Amanhecer em Osaka, mas hoje à noite eu sinto frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;As luzes do norte estão brilhando, e meus sonhos alçam vôo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Você pode se lembrar? Diga-me o quão distante eu tenho que ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Você pode se lembrar? Da luxúria nos céus orientais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Você pode se lembrar quando você me disse 'sayonara'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Você pode se lembrar de mim? Porque eu nunca direi adeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Uma chama dentro de meu coração morreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Muito distante, para mim está muito distante para dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Eu desejaria poder retroceder no tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Lá há alguém para culpar? Mostre-me o caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Amanhecer em Osaka, mas hoje à noite eu sinto frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;As luzes do norte estão brilhando, e meus sonhos alçam vôo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Recordações são para sempre, e eu vejo sua face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Chorando ao longe, até cair em graça...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Voc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;ê pode se lembrar? Diga-me o quão distante eu tenho que ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Você pode se lembrar? Da luxúria nos céus orientais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Você pode se lembrar quando você me disse 'sayonara'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 3px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Você pode se lembrar de mim? Porque eu nunca direi adeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Kamelot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-4569441301019082842?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/4569441301019082842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-you-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/4569441301019082842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/4569441301019082842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-you-remember.html' title='Can you Remember?'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NvvwHDwQtJA/TydaAtQBSXI/AAAAAAAAAg4/zIohRVM7apE/s72-c/khan.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-6426320265616652625</id><published>2012-01-30T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T18:55:32.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As vezes voce ve quanto é inutil&lt;br /&gt;as vezes voce esta desejando a morte&lt;br /&gt;as vezes voce prefere fujir para sempre&lt;br /&gt;as vezes é bom sentir o quanto fraco voce é&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu me machuco tao facilmente&lt;br /&gt;sinto que ferimentos do corpo podem melhorar&lt;br /&gt;mas a verdade é que doe mais na alma&lt;br /&gt;e parece que nada agrada&lt;br /&gt;parece que a dor nao acaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nao consigo ver a luz disso tudo&lt;br /&gt;nao quero enxergar a beleza do mundo&lt;br /&gt;preciso deixar de ser tao estupida&lt;br /&gt;e tao imperfeita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-6426320265616652625?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/6426320265616652625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-vezes-voce-ve-quanto-e-inutil-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6426320265616652625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6426320265616652625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-vezes-voce-ve-quanto-e-inutil-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-6591758339036053954</id><published>2012-01-22T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T08:18:37.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it´s rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TtYUpMCwLI/Txw0lUQ3qmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/t35Tp2Mr2gU/s1600/raiiiin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TtYUpMCwLI/Txw0lUQ3qmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/t35Tp2Mr2gU/s320/raiiiin.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta tão perto da meia noite&lt;br /&gt;E hoje a noite esta fria&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou o homem que caminha sozinho na chuva&lt;br /&gt;pelos becos estreitos da &amp;nbsp;vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso sentir meus sentimentos sumirem&lt;br /&gt;de acordo com as lagrimas que a chuva vai levando&lt;br /&gt;e o vento leva todo peso que ja tive&lt;br /&gt;Agora posso me sentir vazio mais uma vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O silencio entra em meu caminho e sinto que algo em mim se perdeu&lt;br /&gt;tudo fica em uma paz e tranquilidade&lt;br /&gt;parece mais que a morte vem me visitar na hora mais solene desta noite&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Apenas assim posso fechar meus olhos para sempre&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;E ficarei sonhando com as mais &amp;nbsp;belas imagens&lt;br /&gt;que um dia houve em um mundo apenas dito meu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-6591758339036053954?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/6591758339036053954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6591758339036053954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6591758339036053954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-rain.html' title='it´s rain'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TtYUpMCwLI/Txw0lUQ3qmI/AAAAAAAAAgw/t35Tp2Mr2gU/s72-c/raiiiin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-3133668058922672027</id><published>2012-01-07T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T20:51:35.049-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ultimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'>Meu ultimo momento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IzPRjXijWLA/TwkfvlwwIrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/GQQ26eeds3w/s1600/clo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IzPRjXijWLA/TwkfvlwwIrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/GQQ26eeds3w/s320/clo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No badalar das ultimas horas&lt;br /&gt;eu posso ouvir&amp;nbsp;sua voz&amp;nbsp;resoar&lt;br /&gt;Entre a doce luz e a escuridão pertubada&lt;br /&gt;eu prefiro me enterrar no prazer das trevas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada segundo pode ser meu ultimo suspiro&lt;br /&gt;e a unica coisa que eu desejo e lhe ver sorrir&lt;br /&gt;eu posso nao voltar mais como um anjo &lt;br /&gt;mas voce aceitara um&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;demonio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu caminho devagar quase caindo&lt;br /&gt;mas eu desejo finalmente pode ficar voando&lt;br /&gt;meu sangue se espalha pela bela neve&lt;br /&gt;e passa de um branco para um vermelho vinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao visite meu tumulo&lt;br /&gt;se a ti causar dor&lt;br /&gt;apenas quero te ver sorrir&lt;br /&gt;pois assim vou ser levado lentamente&lt;br /&gt;pela escuridao a dentro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-3133668058922672027?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/3133668058922672027/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2012/01/meu-ultimo-momento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/3133668058922672027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/3133668058922672027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2012/01/meu-ultimo-momento.html' title='Meu ultimo momento'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IzPRjXijWLA/TwkfvlwwIrI/AAAAAAAAAgo/GQQ26eeds3w/s72-c/clo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-6212198107950702405</id><published>2012-01-07T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T20:05:29.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="caption"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L63GmxP2W4c/TwkV-q2tCcI/AAAAAAAAAgg/tcp7AvHtVSE/s1600/juliet.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L63GmxP2W4c/TwkV-q2tCcI/AAAAAAAAAgg/tcp7AvHtVSE/s320/juliet.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HO Juliet!OH Juliet(Will)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my litle doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HA!ha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sou seu senhor &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E te manipulo facilmente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E teu começo e fim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estão nas minhas mãos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seja minha maquina perfeita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorria para todos&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Use esta faixa para sempre!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma boneca magnífica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixe de meros sentimentos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viva do modo que desejo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apenas seja minha obra prima&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esqueça tudo que foi dito de bom/lindo/doce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seja minha maquina perfeita!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha boneca Julieta!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh!por favor me deixe ao lado do meu Romeu (Julieta)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez meu fim seja a morte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas prefiro morrer de amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do que viver deste modo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh!my litle doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esqueca de tudo que foi lindo um dia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E apenas mostre ser perfeita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sou seu senhor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E estas nas minhas mãos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh!por favor me deixe ao lado do meu romeu (Julieta)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez meu fim seja a morte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas prefiro morrer de amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do que viver deste modo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maiden Blood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-6212198107950702405?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/6212198107950702405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2012/01/ho-julietoh-julietwill-you-are-my-litle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6212198107950702405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6212198107950702405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2012/01/ho-julietoh-julietwill-you-are-my-litle.html' title=''/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L63GmxP2W4c/TwkV-q2tCcI/AAAAAAAAAgg/tcp7AvHtVSE/s72-c/juliet.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-7473146539354550307</id><published>2011-12-30T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:34:29.250-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sempre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>For you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIQf9OdAJSE/Tv4oDqlw6XI/AAAAAAAAAgY/-fdgvn5Pu-A/s1600/hiji.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIQf9OdAJSE/Tv4oDqlw6XI/AAAAAAAAAgY/-fdgvn5Pu-A/s320/hiji.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso ir embora&lt;br /&gt;mas deixarei voce na minha memoria&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso me perder por completo&lt;br /&gt;mas voce ficara imcompleto?&lt;br /&gt;Eu posso nao voltar mais &lt;br /&gt;Eu posso ser mais que imperfeita&lt;br /&gt;mas voce sempre estara na minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;Voce aceitara esse eu de volta?&lt;br /&gt;As linhas do destino ja se cruzaram&lt;br /&gt;mas elas ainda estao juntas? &lt;br /&gt;Estas tao longe de mim &lt;br /&gt;mas posso sentir voce aqui&lt;br /&gt;Ficaras a me esperar para sempre?&lt;br /&gt;Pode me chamar de mentirosa ou boba&lt;br /&gt;mas por ti esperarei mais que para sempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-7473146539354550307?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/7473146539354550307/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/12/for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/7473146539354550307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/7473146539354550307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/12/for-you.html' title='For you'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIQf9OdAJSE/Tv4oDqlw6XI/AAAAAAAAAgY/-fdgvn5Pu-A/s72-c/hiji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-4020908033476727274</id><published>2011-12-30T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T12:49:06.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confuso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obscuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59-NGHBuiGI/Tv4jJ34nY3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/GZahkAvpaxI/s1600/fallen%252520anime%252520angel7.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59-NGHBuiGI/Tv4jJ34nY3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/GZahkAvpaxI/s320/fallen%252520anime%252520angel7.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha sanidade esta fujindo &lt;br /&gt;Esta tudo tao escuro e confuso&lt;br /&gt;O&amp;nbsp;que é a realidade ? &lt;br /&gt;Voce existe ou é apenas uma miragem?&lt;br /&gt;Estou nesta prisao de pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Existem tantos caminhos &lt;br /&gt;Qual a chave virar a abrir o certo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu penso em 23 modos de morrer&lt;br /&gt;Nesta prisao de pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Onde em cada morte eu vou sofrer&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp;tudo sera mais belo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voce é real ou faz parte de mim?&lt;br /&gt;Quem esta ai?&amp;nbsp;É voce de novo ?&lt;br /&gt;No meu sonho mais confuso &lt;br /&gt;Eu vou morrer de 23 modos&lt;br /&gt;Mas voce quer me salvar, por que?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu finjo esta feliz pra eles&lt;br /&gt;mas no fundo eu choro lagrimas de sangue&lt;br /&gt;Eu parecço tao perfeita para elas&lt;br /&gt;mas no fundo sou uma maquina imperfeita&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou tao ridicula para tantos&lt;br /&gt;mas no fundo eu não ligo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou morrer de 23 modos&lt;br /&gt;mas voce quer me salvar, por que?&lt;br /&gt;voce existe mesmo ? Ou é apenas parte de mim?&lt;br /&gt;Nesse sonho pertubado e confuso&lt;br /&gt;eu vou morrer num lugar obscuro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-4020908033476727274?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/4020908033476727274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/12/minha-sanidade-esta-fujindo-esta-tudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/4020908033476727274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/4020908033476727274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/12/minha-sanidade-esta-fujindo-esta-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59-NGHBuiGI/Tv4jJ34nY3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/GZahkAvpaxI/s72-c/fallen%252520anime%252520angel7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-2316751465994999864</id><published>2011-12-19T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T06:28:15.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Como Desejar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WET82ZqejOA/Tu9J6SU_YoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/slHMbeGpXrU/s1600/176252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WET82ZqejOA/Tu9J6SU_YoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/slHMbeGpXrU/s320/176252.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como Desejar -&amp;nbsp; Alesana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida não tem sentido sem você,&lt;br /&gt;O amor pode ser uma bela tortura&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração se rompe,enquanto eu me afasto&lt;br /&gt;O amor poder ser uma adorável tortura.&lt;br /&gt;Vou subir as colinas,pegar minha espada e retirar a&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer pessoa que tente nos separar&lt;br /&gt;Por Favor,saiba que nunca fugirei sem você nos meus braços&lt;br /&gt;Um dia os amantes sonharão deste beijo imortal&lt;br /&gt;Não de Romeu e Julieta&lt;br /&gt;As histórias disseram que o nosso amor nunca morrerá&lt;br /&gt;Matei as coisas mais profanas,suportei uma dor terrivel&lt;br /&gt;Por fim vou sentir sua caricia novamente&lt;br /&gt;Desafiei os mares frios e solitários, prevaleci apesar de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Então novamente...&lt;br /&gt;Vou subir as colinas,pegar minha espada e retirar a&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer pessoa que tente nos separar&lt;br /&gt;Por Favor,saiba que nunca fugirei sem você nos meus braços&lt;br /&gt;Um dia os amantes sonharão deste beijo imortal&lt;br /&gt;Não de Romeu e Julieta&lt;br /&gt;As histórias disseram que o nosso amor nunca morrerá&lt;br /&gt;Você desculpará o que fiz para dar-lhe quatro cavalos brancos?&lt;br /&gt;Um dia os amantes sonharão deste beijo imortal&lt;br /&gt;Não de Romeu e Julieta&lt;br /&gt;As histórias disseram que o nosso amor nunca morrerá&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-2316751465994999864?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/2316751465994999864/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/12/como-desejar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/2316751465994999864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/2316751465994999864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/12/como-desejar.html' title='Como Desejar'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WET82ZqejOA/Tu9J6SU_YoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/slHMbeGpXrU/s72-c/176252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-8945528825518065461</id><published>2011-12-05T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T04:02:07.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuva de Verão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVp3-hpzSkY/TtyyoAC2lwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/O1JnFuwnVbg/s1600/877546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVp3-hpzSkY/TtyyoAC2lwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/O1JnFuwnVbg/s320/877546.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuva de Verão - Savatage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficando sozinho em um sonho&lt;br /&gt;Onde nada é real&lt;br /&gt;Mas como parece que é real&lt;br /&gt;Houve épocas em que perdi meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava sozinho, perdido em um nevoeiro&lt;br /&gt;Onde está você agora&lt;br /&gt;Eu a encontrarei de algum jeito&lt;br /&gt;E eu fico sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Como um tolo lá fora na chuva?&lt;br /&gt;Apoiando-me de algum jeito&lt;br /&gt;A uma antiga promessa&lt;br /&gt;Onde não há mais nada a ganhar&lt;br /&gt;E você sabe&lt;br /&gt;Como me sinto por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Estando sozinho?&lt;br /&gt;Um tolo e seu orgulho&lt;br /&gt;Cicatrizes são os ferimentos que mostramos&lt;br /&gt;Que apenas o tempo cura&lt;br /&gt;Quando você deixa passar&lt;br /&gt;Eu ficaria acordado&lt;br /&gt;Me sacudindo e virando até o dia nascer&lt;br /&gt;Onde está você agora&lt;br /&gt;Eu a encontrarei de algum jeito&lt;br /&gt;E eu fico sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Como um tolo lá fora na chuva?&lt;br /&gt;Apoiando-me de algum jeito&lt;br /&gt;A uma antiga promessa&lt;br /&gt;Onde não há mais anda a ganhar&lt;br /&gt;E você sabe&lt;br /&gt;Como me sinto por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Estando sozinho?&lt;br /&gt;Um tolo e seu orgulho&lt;br /&gt;Em uma chuva de verão&lt;br /&gt;Em uma chuva de verão&lt;br /&gt;Em uma chuva de verão&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes você tem que acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Além de ontem&lt;br /&gt;Eu encontrarei o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Na chuva de verão&lt;br /&gt;Em uma chuva de verão&lt;br /&gt;Em uma chuva de verão&lt;br /&gt;Em uma chuva de verão&lt;br /&gt;Eu encontrarei o caminho, encontrarei o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Encontarrei ocaminho, distante&lt;br /&gt;Chuva, chuva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-8945528825518065461?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/8945528825518065461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/12/chuva-de-verao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/8945528825518065461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/8945528825518065461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/12/chuva-de-verao.html' title='Chuva de Verão'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GVp3-hpzSkY/TtyyoAC2lwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/O1JnFuwnVbg/s72-c/877546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-917876449405974440</id><published>2011-12-03T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T10:15:47.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caixao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwu92vsH5a4/TtpEK4hF4hI/AAAAAAAAAfw/7Xw-odHrqrw/s1600/gotica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681928833641865746" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwu92vsH5a4/TtpEK4hF4hI/AAAAAAAAAfw/7Xw-odHrqrw/s320/gotica.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 226px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se a seu lado sempre tem um caixão&lt;br /&gt;deixe que eu levo para você&lt;br /&gt;e deixe me segurar tua mão&lt;br /&gt;eu quero ser esta ligação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixe me ser seu karma&lt;br /&gt;sua ancora da vida&lt;br /&gt;ela pode valer a pena&lt;br /&gt;mas os minutos se estraçalham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! não se vá ainda&lt;br /&gt;deixe me lhe dar as boas vindas&lt;br /&gt;ou será que já é o fim de tudo ?&lt;br /&gt;e será o fim do mundo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deixe me morrer a teu lado&lt;br /&gt;deixe me morrer pelos espinhos da rosa&lt;br /&gt;deixe me morrer pela injustiça&lt;br /&gt;mas não se vá ainda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixe me tocar o ultimo soneto&lt;br /&gt;apenas mais alguns versos&lt;br /&gt;para eu lhe dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;apenas mais um toque&lt;br /&gt;cante comigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu quero  morrer no frio&lt;br /&gt;eu quero morrer pelo fio&lt;br /&gt;de uma espada cheia de veneno&lt;br /&gt;uma hora não sentirei mais dor&lt;br /&gt;apenas a escuridão me completando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maiden Blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-917876449405974440?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/917876449405974440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/12/se-seu-lado-sempre-tem-um-caixao-deixe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/917876449405974440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/917876449405974440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/12/se-seu-lado-sempre-tem-um-caixao-deixe.html' title=''/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwu92vsH5a4/TtpEK4hF4hI/AAAAAAAAAfw/7Xw-odHrqrw/s72-c/gotica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-7469079118303630303</id><published>2011-09-02T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T21:50:15.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>algumas palavras...</title><content type='html'>A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;relação&lt;/span&gt; entre os humanos esta cada vez mais difícil,estou querendo crer em algo realmente belo e verdadeiro,mas única coisa que vejo é traição e mentiras,ate que ponto posso sentir que me amas de verdade? não seria mais ilusões ? não estas apenas querendo algo que tenho ? estas a explorar o coração de quem é fraco ? de quem quer a verdade? mas é muita ingenuidade da minha parte crer em algo bom.O amor não esta mais vivo entre nos,o que há é apenas desejo,ou intenções maiores,somos quem não queremos ser para tentar agradar um alguém ,mas por que?&lt;br /&gt;podemos ser nos mesmo,mas talvez,ninguém irar nos querer? o que me faz pensar que é melhor sempre estar só,apenas com você mesmo....do começo ao fim.Talvez isso sejam boas palavras,mas talvez sejam palavras de apenas uma pessoa boba.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-7469079118303630303?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/7469079118303630303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/09/algumas-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/7469079118303630303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/7469079118303630303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/09/algumas-palavras.html' title='algumas palavras...'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-2268234244829672202</id><published>2011-07-12T22:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T22:20:52.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Herzblut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iEcHVTliT4/Th0q-ewDgrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/V6zLyvDtbHY/s1600/nr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628702362177864370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iEcHVTliT4/Th0q-ewDgrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/V6zLyvDtbHY/s320/nr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coração Sangrento - Megaherz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À noite, quando todos estiverem dormindo&lt;br /&gt;depositarei minha areia em seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;À noite, quando todos estiverem dormindo&lt;br /&gt;lhe darei um sonho&lt;br /&gt;À noite, quando todos estiverem dormindo&lt;br /&gt;eu quero beijar os seus lábios&lt;br /&gt;À noite, quando todos estiverem dormindo&lt;br /&gt;estarei com você&lt;br /&gt;muito próximo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dê-me o sangue do seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Lance-o para mim&lt;br /&gt;Mande-me o dilúvio&lt;br /&gt;E deixe chover em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À noite, quando todos estiverem dormindo&lt;br /&gt;serei o guardião de sua inocência&lt;br /&gt;À noite, quando todos estiverem dormindo&lt;br /&gt;Lhe darei boa noite e nada acontecerá&lt;br /&gt;À noite, quando todos estiverem dormindo&lt;br /&gt;Eu beijarei o sal sobre seus ferimentos&lt;br /&gt;À noite&lt;br /&gt;À noite profunda &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-2268234244829672202?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/2268234244829672202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/07/herzblut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/2268234244829672202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/2268234244829672202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/07/herzblut.html' title='Herzblut'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iEcHVTliT4/Th0q-ewDgrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/V6zLyvDtbHY/s72-c/nr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-5616817311400244377</id><published>2011-07-12T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T23:58:55.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My blood night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qWgjdr2btc/TiZ7LWNLkjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZZ68AHfVkvM/s1600/vampire%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631323818943025714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qWgjdr2btc/TiZ7LWNLkjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZZ68AHfVkvM/s320/vampire%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nesta noite de inverno&lt;br /&gt;deixe me ver o que é belo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;o teu lindo sangue escuro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me faz ir para meu lado mais obscuro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixe me com esta tentação&lt;br /&gt;ate não suportar mais esta agoniante sensação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;não suporto mais,não mais&lt;br /&gt;a esta grande perdição&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixe me morder teus lábios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;para assim teu sangue escorrer&lt;br /&gt;Deixe me tomar todo teu sangue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate eu ver o seu coração de sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não posso te amar&lt;br /&gt;mas posso me deliciar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;não posso lhe dar a vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas dar -lhe um beijo da morte.....bons sonhos...meu doce anjo .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maiden Blood&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/5120952406573588692-5616817311400244377?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/5616817311400244377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-blood-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/5616817311400244377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/5616817311400244377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-blood-night.html' title='My blood night'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qWgjdr2btc/TiZ7LWNLkjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZZ68AHfVkvM/s72-c/vampire%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-2805572186788937586</id><published>2011-07-12T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:48:35.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Você já&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rezou&lt;/span&gt; hoje?&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Não! Eu esqueci &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; acreditas nisso&lt;br /&gt;Palavras de &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;promessa&lt;/span&gt; e nada comprido&lt;br /&gt;No que vamos acreditar se &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; precisamos disso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus pecados &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;são&lt;/span&gt; enormes&lt;br /&gt;eu devo temer o tal inferno?&lt;br /&gt;Para eles eu vou queimar aos poucos&lt;br /&gt;e permanecer neste vale perdido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Você&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;já&lt;/span&gt; pediu &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;salvação&lt;/span&gt; para almas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;perturbadas&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ha!ha&lt;/span&gt;!Eu esqueci que &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; passam de mentiras&lt;br /&gt;Palavras de nada adiantam se &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; cumprir o teu dever&lt;br /&gt;mas se eu &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; te sigo eu devo ser algo maligno ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reze por mim hoje&lt;br /&gt;acredite em um futuro para mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; deixe de lembrar de mim&lt;br /&gt;e vamos seguir nosso caminhos silenciosos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Maiden Blood)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-2805572186788937586?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/2805572186788937586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/07/voce-ja-rezou-hoje-oh-nao-eu-esqueci.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/2805572186788937586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/2805572186788937586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/07/voce-ja-rezou-hoje-oh-nao-eu-esqueci.html' title=''/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-6775333195861236112</id><published>2011-07-08T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T12:23:10.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sailorman´s Hymn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQuPfFng684/ThdY7d0e21I/AAAAAAAAAa4/VmlRd4bhw6I/s1600/A_Sailorman__s_Hymn_by_BenDouglasUK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627064038063004498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQuPfFng684/ThdY7d0e21I/AAAAAAAAAa4/VmlRd4bhw6I/s320/A_Sailorman__s_Hymn_by_BenDouglasUK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Hino do Marinheiro - Kamelot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você pode ouvir as sereias ressoarem&lt;br /&gt;Do Litoral da Irlanda hoje á noite&lt;br /&gt;É a canção de um coração promissor&lt;br /&gt;Das almas que o oceano une&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ela permanece sozinha na janela&lt;br /&gt;Fitando a chuva&lt;br /&gt;Ela tenta guiá-lo para o caminho de casa&lt;br /&gt;Atraves das águas que os separam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela acende uma vela na esperança de ser encontrada&lt;br /&gt;Cativa e cega pela escuridão ao redor&lt;br /&gt;Firme como uma montanha, ela nunca lamentará&lt;br /&gt;Espera infinita pelo amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você pode ouvir o hino do marinheiro?&lt;br /&gt;Quando ele vem com a elevação da maré&lt;br /&gt;É cantado onde o arco-íris começa&lt;br /&gt;Como um conforto para as lágrimas que ela chorou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela permanece sozinha na janela&lt;br /&gt;Fitando a chuva&lt;br /&gt;Ela tenta guiá-lo para o caminho de casa&lt;br /&gt;Continua rezando á Deus que o proteja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela acende uma vela na esperança de ser econtrada&lt;br /&gt;Cativa e cega pela escuridão ao redor&lt;br /&gt;Cada onda uma surpresa, uma nova esperança renascida&lt;br /&gt;O levantar do sol consola o amanhecer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-6775333195861236112?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/6775333195861236112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/07/sailormans-hymn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6775333195861236112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6775333195861236112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/07/sailormans-hymn.html' title='A sailorman´s Hymn'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQuPfFng684/ThdY7d0e21I/AAAAAAAAAa4/VmlRd4bhw6I/s72-c/A_Sailorman__s_Hymn_by_BenDouglasUK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-5881285611591738739</id><published>2011-06-27T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T21:08:07.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dama da Noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4_j_b8bLdU/TglTQl10AvI/AAAAAAAAAaw/iDLWtbN1Vp0/s1600/Red_Rose_Woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623117154249605874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4_j_b8bLdU/TglTQl10AvI/AAAAAAAAAaw/iDLWtbN1Vp0/s320/Red_Rose_Woman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dama da Noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O gosto do teu lábio&lt;br /&gt;é o que vale a tua beleza&lt;br /&gt;Que linda dama és&lt;br /&gt;Diria que é uma rosa negra da noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao morder teus lábios&lt;br /&gt;Senti um gosto amargo&lt;br /&gt;Parecia que meus sentimentos por ti&lt;br /&gt;Haviam me atormentado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas confesso para ti&lt;br /&gt;Oh! dama amada&lt;br /&gt;Que não sinto nada&lt;br /&gt;E gosto amargo se transformou em um gosto inesperado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre a luz da lua&lt;br /&gt;Não resisti a ti&lt;br /&gt;Teu pálido pescoço&lt;br /&gt;E teu lindo vestido negro me chamavam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que nunca sentirei isto novamente&lt;br /&gt;teu sangue vermelho escuro me chamava&lt;br /&gt;Assim como vocês com sede, anseiam pela agua&lt;br /&gt;Demasiadamente tomei até a última gota de sangue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me senti em um universo paralelo&lt;br /&gt;Que parecia não ter fim&lt;br /&gt;Um prazer mais que elevado&lt;br /&gt;Que não devia ter fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dama da Noite&lt;br /&gt;Tua morte chegou&lt;br /&gt;Me fizestes ter um prazer infinito&lt;br /&gt;E que nunca esquecerei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na última gota do seu vermelho sangue&lt;br /&gt;Escuro como a noite&lt;br /&gt;Delicioso como um vinho&lt;br /&gt;Me senti realizado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lambi teu pescoço&lt;br /&gt;E como presente&lt;br /&gt;Deixei em tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Uma rosa vermelha escura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca esquecerei de ti&lt;br /&gt;Bela dama da noite&lt;br /&gt;Que aceitou um vampiro como eu&lt;br /&gt;E morreu por mim,em meus braços&lt;br /&gt;Minha querida Dama da Noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Maiden Blood) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-5881285611591738739?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/5881285611591738739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/dama-da-noite.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/5881285611591738739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/5881285611591738739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/dama-da-noite.html' title='Dama da Noite'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4_j_b8bLdU/TglTQl10AvI/AAAAAAAAAaw/iDLWtbN1Vp0/s72-c/Red_Rose_Woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-8018726531961662350</id><published>2011-06-26T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:35:27.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>´´Todo mundo que aprendeu a ler e escrever tem uma certa vontade de escrever. É legítimo: todo o ser tem algo a dizer. Mas é preciso mais do que a vontade para escrever. Ângela diz, como milhares de pessoas dizem (e com razão): "minha vida é um verdadeiro romance, se eu escrevesse contando ninguém acreditaria". E é verdade. A vida de cada pessoa é passível de um aprofundamento doloroso e a vida de cada pessoa é "inacreditável". O que devem fazer essas pessoas? O que Ângela faz: escrever sem nenhum compromisso. Às vezes uma só linha basta para salvar o próprio coração.``&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Um Sopro de Vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Clarice Lispector)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-8018726531961662350?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/8018726531961662350/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/todo-mundo-que-aprendeu-ler-e-escrever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/8018726531961662350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/8018726531961662350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/todo-mundo-que-aprendeu-ler-e-escrever.html' title=''/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-1797685414938350713</id><published>2011-06-25T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T23:27:32.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GUnkMm_kSc/TgbQj0kAzaI/AAAAAAAAAao/QXI70Lsg3u4/s1600/dexter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622410498642333090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GUnkMm_kSc/TgbQj0kAzaI/AAAAAAAAAao/QXI70Lsg3u4/s320/dexter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Eu não sou o monstro que ele quer que eu seja. Então não sou homem, nem animal. Sou algo inteiramente novo. Com minhas próprias regras.Sou Dexter”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Dexter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-1797685414938350713?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/1797685414938350713/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-nao-sou-o-monstro-que-ele-quer-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/1797685414938350713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/1797685414938350713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-nao-sou-o-monstro-que-ele-quer-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4GUnkMm_kSc/TgbQj0kAzaI/AAAAAAAAAao/QXI70Lsg3u4/s72-c/dexter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-6862133295504308313</id><published>2011-06-24T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:31:36.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-veYjRQWkLpg/TgVlUGyIwPI/AAAAAAAAAag/u06Vq6-gMaQ/s1600/xtim7tzhz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622011105934622962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-veYjRQWkLpg/TgVlUGyIwPI/AAAAAAAAAag/u06Vq6-gMaQ/s320/xtim7tzhz2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``Eu sou tão estranho e louco para você?Mas para mim eu sou estranho e louco totalmente normal... Então me responda uma coisa.O que é louco e estranho ao seu ver,mesmo?``&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Maiden Blood)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-6862133295504308313?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/6862133295504308313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-sou-tao-estranho-e-louco-para-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6862133295504308313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6862133295504308313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/eu-sou-tao-estranho-e-louco-para-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-veYjRQWkLpg/TgVlUGyIwPI/AAAAAAAAAag/u06Vq6-gMaQ/s72-c/xtim7tzhz2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-5462036125728268465</id><published>2011-06-24T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T11:14:41.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gf19WYz21Ks/TgTSFYMddzI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PWcPQoU9pww/s1600/4377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621849224701114162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gf19WYz21Ks/TgTSFYMddzI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PWcPQoU9pww/s320/4377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;´´A jornada é o que nos trás a felicidade e não o destino`` &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(poder além da vida)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-5462036125728268465?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/5462036125728268465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/jornada-e-o-que-nos-tras-felicidade-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/5462036125728268465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/5462036125728268465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/jornada-e-o-que-nos-tras-felicidade-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gf19WYz21Ks/TgTSFYMddzI/AAAAAAAAAaY/PWcPQoU9pww/s72-c/4377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-6534718663556115401</id><published>2011-06-21T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:18:44.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gELi19oQjtM/TgGJ6xSaTqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Z94KLHHAwts/s1600/ni.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620925452691066530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gELi19oQjtM/TgGJ6xSaTqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Z94KLHHAwts/s320/ni.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma noite chuvosa e fria&lt;br /&gt;onde tudo se silencia&lt;br /&gt;menos a chuva&lt;br /&gt;que lava minha alma&lt;br /&gt;me conforta e acalma .&lt;br /&gt;(Maiden Blood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma bela imagem e poucas palavras...&lt;br /&gt;Gute Nacht!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-6534718663556115401?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/6534718663556115401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/rain-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6534718663556115401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6534718663556115401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/rain-night.html' title='Rain Night!'/><author><name>Maiden Blood</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180376733356174751</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gELi19oQjtM/TgGJ6xSaTqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Z94KLHHAwts/s72-c/ni.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5120952406573588692.post-6309856730922667647</id><published>2011-06-21T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T23:00:04.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkest Hours</title><content type='html'>As Horas Mais Negras - Stratovarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas memórias frenéticas&lt;br /&gt;Elas me derrubam, atormentando a paz&lt;br /&gt;A escuridão me afoga&lt;br /&gt;Estou inquieto sem dormir&lt;br /&gt;Quando o dia nasce, eu ainda estou acordado&lt;br /&gt;Eu relembro meus erros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca estarei só, nunca mais, nunca só,&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca estarei só, nunca mais, nunca só...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando toda a minha esperança se foi&lt;br /&gt;Eu espero pela alvorada&lt;br /&gt;Eu ergo minha cabeça e encontro meu próprio caminho para fora da escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Eu deixei meu passado para trás&lt;br /&gt;Estou me estendendo até a luz&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tenho medo da minha vida - eu pegarei o que éMeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu abrirei meu caminho através das horas mais negras dos meus dias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As memórias congeladas&lt;br /&gt;Dispostas para mim, tudo o que eu posso ver&lt;br /&gt;A noite me envolve&lt;br /&gt;Destruindo a harmonia&lt;br /&gt;O quê jaz abaixo, me arruinando?&lt;br /&gt;Eu perdi minha pureza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca estarei só, nunca mais, nunca só,&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca estarei só, nunca mais, nunca só...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando toda a minha esperança se foi&lt;br /&gt;Eu espero pela alvorada&lt;br /&gt;Eu ergo minha cabeça e encontro meu próprio caminho para fora da escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Eu deixei meu passado para trás&lt;br /&gt;Estou me estendendo até a luz&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tenho medo da minha vida - eu pegarei o que é &lt;br /&gt;Meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu abrirei meu caminho através das horas mais negras dos meus dias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando toda a minha esperança se foi&lt;br /&gt;Eu espero pela alvorada&lt;br /&gt;Eu ergo minha cabeça e encontro meu próprio caminho para fora da escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Eu deixei meu passado para trás&lt;br /&gt;Estou me estendendo até a luz&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tenho medo da minha vida - eu pegarei o que éMeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando toda a minha esperança se foi&lt;br /&gt;Eu espero pela alvorada&lt;br /&gt;Eu ergo minha cabeça e encontro meu próprio caminho para fora da escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Eu deixei meu passado para trás&lt;br /&gt;Estou me estendendo até a luz&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tenho medo da minha vida - eu pegarei o que é &lt;br /&gt;Meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu abrirei meu caminho através das horas mais negras dos meus dias!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5120952406573588692-6309856730922667647?l=mblood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/feeds/6309856730922667647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/darkest-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6309856730922667647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5120952406573588692/posts/default/6309856730922667647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mblood.blogspot.com/2011/06/darkest-hours.html' title='Darkest Hours'/><author><name>Maiden 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