<?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-4711094542945329675</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:18:55.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Letters Welcome To My Garden Where The Silence Wispers For Help</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-5071791249231177206</id><published>2009-04-30T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:46:48.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.8-Adoro-te(2)</title><content type='html'>Adoro-te agora.Adoro-te daqui a bocado&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te a cada minuto,Adoro-te a cada hora&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te quando esta sol,Adoro-te quando chove&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te quando estás feliz,Adoro-te quando estás triste&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te aqui,Adoro-te ali,Adoro-te no fim do mundo&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te Loucamente,Adoro-te simplesmente&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te hoje,Adoro-te amanha.Adoro-te sempre&lt;br /&gt;ADORO-TE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-5071791249231177206?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5071791249231177206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=5071791249231177206' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/5071791249231177206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/5071791249231177206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2009/04/18-adoro-te2.html' title='1.8-Adoro-te(2)'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-1022620875550873050</id><published>2009-04-30T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:46:00.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.7-Obrigado</title><content type='html'>Obrigado.&lt;br /&gt;Por me teres ouvido, por me desculpares... por existires.&lt;br /&gt;E desculpa. Por não ter feito alguma coisa quando devia ter feito. Por não ter percebido aquilo que realmente é importante para mim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-1022620875550873050?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1022620875550873050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=1022620875550873050' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/1022620875550873050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/1022620875550873050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2009/04/17-obrigado.html' title='1.7-Obrigado'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-3268646322828252743</id><published>2009-03-29T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:05:39.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.6-Abraça-me</title><content type='html'>Abraça-me,Abraça-me&lt;br /&gt;Apenas Abraça-me&lt;br /&gt;E Nao Me Deixes Nunca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-3268646322828252743?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3268646322828252743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=3268646322828252743' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/3268646322828252743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/3268646322828252743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2009/03/16-abraca-me.html' title='1.6-Abraça-me'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-6512170694830402805</id><published>2009-03-29T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:02:11.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.5-Sabes-me Tao bem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SdAL-Mj8j3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/laeqM4YwJr8/s1600-h/u2wvHw454271-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SdAL-Mj8j3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/laeqM4YwJr8/s200/u2wvHw454271-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318764323076345714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe-me tão bem estar contigo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe-me bem o teu toque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe-me bem o teu carinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe-me bem os teus beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe-me bem os teus abraços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe-me bem o teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe-me bem o teu desejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe-me bem o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe-me bem esta paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes-me tão bem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-6512170694830402805?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6512170694830402805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=6512170694830402805' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/6512170694830402805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/6512170694830402805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2009/03/15-sabes-me-tao-bem.html' title='1.5-Sabes-me Tao bem'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SdAL-Mj8j3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/laeqM4YwJr8/s72-c/u2wvHw454271-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-4258594586660438440</id><published>2009-02-28T14:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T14:47:16.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.4-Viciado Em Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/Sam-7hLq_9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OaMFx0C8j0A/s1600-h/abrazo-de-nils-vera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/Sam-7hLq_9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OaMFx0C8j0A/s200/abrazo-de-nils-vera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307983565561724882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da mesma maneira que um alcoolico é viciado na bebida&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou viciado em ti...&lt;br /&gt;Sou viciado em olhar te&lt;br /&gt;Em ter te nos meus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Sou viciado em tudo que vivemos&lt;br /&gt;Preciso do teu abraço... Quente... Forte... Junto de meu corpo...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de tuas palavras meigas, suaves em meu ouvido...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso simplesmente de ti...&lt;br /&gt;Não te quero torturar, fazer chorar ou magoar te&lt;br /&gt;Quero apenas que sintas a felicidade junto de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Porque sei que jamais serei feliz com mais alguém..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-4258594586660438440?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4258594586660438440/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=4258594586660438440' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4258594586660438440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4258594586660438440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2009/02/14-viciado-em-ti.html' title='1.4-Viciado Em Ti'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/Sam-7hLq_9I/AAAAAAAAAFo/OaMFx0C8j0A/s72-c/abrazo-de-nils-vera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-5435360709010114528</id><published>2009-02-28T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T14:45:57.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.3-Sonho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/Sam-nhGLEXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nfBXAkgv720/s1600-h/214188435_dfd50cc09d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/Sam-nhGLEXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nfBXAkgv720/s200/214188435_dfd50cc09d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307983221941277042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Sonho Da-nos Muitas Vezes&lt;br /&gt;O Que O Mundo Nos Nega&lt;br /&gt;Mas O Mundo Deu me Algo&lt;br /&gt;Que Nem O Sonho Mais Perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Me daria. TU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-5435360709010114528?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5435360709010114528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=5435360709010114528' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/5435360709010114528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/5435360709010114528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2009/02/13-sonho.html' title='1.3-Sonho'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/Sam-nhGLEXI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nfBXAkgv720/s72-c/214188435_dfd50cc09d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-579934928463945260</id><published>2009-01-29T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:55:21.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.2-Adoro-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SYIzz0_4krI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oGBiMA5tROg/s1600-h/adorote8oc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SYIzz0_4krI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oGBiMA5tROg/s200/adorote8oc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296853077234062002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te quando sorris, embora me apeteça chorar.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te quando choras, embora me apeteça morrer.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te quando me dás carinho, embora não o mereça.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te quando dizes sim e eu quero dizer não.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te sempre que dizes, tudo bem? Que se passa?&lt;br /&gt;Adoro Adorar-te porque assim sou mais feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te sempre que me tratas mal, pois é para o meu bem.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro o teu feitiozinho que é puro e verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro a tua frontalidade linda e sincera.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te quando "estás comigo" quando na verdade estás longe.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro sempre que me confortas nos momentos maus.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te porque simplesmente gostas de mim pelo que sou.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te quando me fazes chorar porque eu aprendo sempre algo de novo.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te para além de tudo que eu sou ou tudo aquilo que faço, estás sempre comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro isso porque, só assim, me sinto de novo com força para mudar de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te porque a cada minuto que falo contigo é uma experiência nova.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro tudo aquilo que assimilo com as nossas conversas.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro os nossos "atrofios", pois tiro sempre algum partido de tudo que me dizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pura e simplesmente Adoro-te e nada mais.&lt;br /&gt;Não havendo mais nada para te dizer, só me vem a idéia:&lt;br /&gt;Adoro-te muito...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-579934928463945260?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/579934928463945260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=579934928463945260' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/579934928463945260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/579934928463945260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-adoro-te.html' title='1.2-Adoro-te'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SYIzz0_4krI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oGBiMA5tROg/s72-c/adorote8oc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-5835498743441927025</id><published>2009-01-29T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:53:27.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.1-Amo-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SYIzWwNR9CI/AAAAAAAAAFI/W3WoVpkVPGE/s1600-h/1643387728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SYIzWwNR9CI/AAAAAAAAAFI/W3WoVpkVPGE/s200/1643387728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296852577731867682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amei te No Passado&lt;br /&gt;Amo te No Presente&lt;br /&gt;Se o Futuro Permitir&lt;br /&gt;Amar-te-ei Eternamente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-5835498743441927025?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5835498743441927025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=5835498743441927025' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/5835498743441927025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/5835498743441927025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2009/01/11-amo-te.html' title='1.1-Amo-te'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SYIzWwNR9CI/AAAAAAAAAFI/W3WoVpkVPGE/s72-c/1643387728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-4542905973770949511</id><published>2008-12-29T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:42:19.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 25 E Pronto</title><content type='html'>E pronto vou-t chatear :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ºAté confiares em mim&lt;br /&gt;2ªAté acreditares em mim&lt;br /&gt;3ªAté me ignorares&lt;br /&gt;4ªAté perceberes que vales muito a pena e és uma grande pessoa&lt;br /&gt;5ªAté me bateres&lt;br /&gt;6ªAté me bateres e obrigares a desistr de te chatear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-4542905973770949511?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4542905973770949511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=4542905973770949511' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4542905973770949511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4542905973770949511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/12/episdio-25-e-pronto.html' title='Episódio 25 E Pronto'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-8909512698917199067</id><published>2008-12-29T16:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:38:19.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 24 Por Perto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SVltcmbYErI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VfOtSRCr2cI/s1600-h/Vr3V9S518257-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SVltcmbYErI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VfOtSRCr2cI/s200/Vr3V9S518257-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285375975815123634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero por algo que já não vem , espero por algo que não voltará , mas fica por cá , fica por "perto" , continua a fazer parte .&lt;br /&gt;És importante , mas não sabes o quanto , não importa agora , só peço fica por cá , fica por "perto" .&lt;br /&gt;Pois fazes parte . sempre .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-8909512698917199067?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8909512698917199067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=8909512698917199067' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/8909512698917199067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/8909512698917199067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/12/episdio-24-por-perto.html' title='Episódio 24 Por Perto'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SVltcmbYErI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VfOtSRCr2cI/s72-c/Vr3V9S518257-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-331344449374931442</id><published>2008-12-29T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:35:59.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 23 Chorar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SVls3xQsYAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PxRsfpekxic/s1600-h/suicidenotesnbutterflykissesbyihatemonday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SVls3xQsYAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PxRsfpekxic/s200/suicidenotesnbutterflykissesbyihatemonday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285375343067947010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apetece-me chorar, chorar desalmadamente até deixar de sentir a mágoa, deixar de sentir esta raiva, deixar de sentir esta tristeza que se está a instalar em todo o meu corpo, em toda a minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como posso eu acabar com este sentimento que se parece com um punhal bem grande que se crava aos poucos e poucos, que vai corroendo todo o meu corpo, principalmente o meu coração?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de poder tirar esta "capa" de homem responsável, organizado, forte e gritar ao mundo que tenho sentimentos e que me sinto sem forças... que também eu preciso de apoio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero voar, sair... mas sinto-me fraco, frágil... a chegar ao fim da linha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-331344449374931442?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/331344449374931442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=331344449374931442' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/331344449374931442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/331344449374931442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/12/episdio-23-chorar.html' title='Episódio 23 Chorar'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SVls3xQsYAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PxRsfpekxic/s72-c/suicidenotesnbutterflykissesbyihatemonday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-513014744273143487</id><published>2008-11-04T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:03:55.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 22 Grito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SRCckS1FfrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pH3pfpdYszg/s1600-h/grito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SRCckS1FfrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pH3pfpdYszg/s200/grito.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264880111739829938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num grito silêncioso, liberto todo o meu sufoco numa nuvem invisível de desespero que contagia toda a natureza que me rodeia. É um grito que quero soltar forte, mas apenas sinto mais dor ao tentar soltá-lo... uma atmosfera que me abafa a respiração roubando-me o fôlego quando eu mais preciso dele...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-513014744273143487?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/513014744273143487/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=513014744273143487' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/513014744273143487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/513014744273143487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/11/episdio-22-grito.html' title='Episódio 22 Grito'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SRCckS1FfrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pH3pfpdYszg/s72-c/grito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-5043756840714774469</id><published>2008-11-03T12:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:21:38.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 21 Queda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SQ9dP81B_9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/3ZKV2WzQ4fc/s1600-h/cair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SQ9dP81B_9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/3ZKV2WzQ4fc/s200/cair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264529018027376594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao lançar-me do telhado, inspiro o mundo até ao silêncio. Corto o vento com os braços estendidos como uma ave. A vida desliza pela minha roupa. Com o coração embriagado pela queda revejo tudo e todos na minha mente. Penso, penso muito. Penso como se tivesse todo o tempo do mundo para pensar. Como se esta queda fosse eterna. Quase poderia jurar que o mundo gira à minha volta. E no entanto o arrependimento espelha-se na minha face à medida que me aproximo do alcatrão... mas já não existe maneira de voltar atrás.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-5043756840714774469?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5043756840714774469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=5043756840714774469' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/5043756840714774469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/5043756840714774469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/11/episdio-21-queda.html' title='Episódio 21 Queda'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SQ9dP81B_9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/3ZKV2WzQ4fc/s72-c/cair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-1846772141897364093</id><published>2008-10-08T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:20:48.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 20 Medo(2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SO0yOUD05KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jNXjMagBzA8/s1600-h/y1phhya6fxMvgS9F74Ge5xzJb-EDd0CasaY5JQGmC38QFUTgO2TQy51CZthY9vmxrVofubpIUZHzv8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SO0yOUD05KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jNXjMagBzA8/s200/y1phhya6fxMvgS9F74Ge5xzJb-EDd0CasaY5JQGmC38QFUTgO2TQy51CZthY9vmxrVofubpIUZHzv8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254911561695552674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neste momento sinto medo... medo do tempo que já passou... medo do tempo que ainda está pra vir... medo de não ter sido suficientemente forte... medo que não o ser novamente... medo de caminhar enganado... e um dia chegar a um ponto em que olho pra trás e percebo que a minha vida foi uma farsa... que não fiz nada do que queria.. que me limitei a não lutar e a continuar no mesmo caminho... mesmo sabendo que era o errado... medo de tomar a decisão certa... medo de tomar a errada... medoo.... é o que sinto... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-1846772141897364093?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1846772141897364093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=1846772141897364093' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/1846772141897364093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/1846772141897364093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/10/episdio-20-medo2.html' title='Episódio 20 Medo(2)'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SO0yOUD05KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jNXjMagBzA8/s72-c/y1phhya6fxMvgS9F74Ge5xzJb-EDd0CasaY5JQGmC38QFUTgO2TQy51CZthY9vmxrVofubpIUZHzv8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-4080130162285715697</id><published>2008-10-08T15:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:14:27.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 19 Traiçao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SO0wsAwinPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KLCOT7Tm4AU/s1600-h/igiveyoumyheartii8hk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SO0wsAwinPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KLCOT7Tm4AU/s200/igiveyoumyheartii8hk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254909872887209202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traído por uma pessoa que julgava ser minha amiga... Desiludido ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há dor pior...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-4080130162285715697?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4080130162285715697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=4080130162285715697' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4080130162285715697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4080130162285715697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/10/episdio-19-traiao.html' title='Episódio 19 Traiçao'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SO0wsAwinPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KLCOT7Tm4AU/s72-c/igiveyoumyheartii8hk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-4588038668394351069</id><published>2008-10-08T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:11:37.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 18 Onde?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SO0wEer-RLI/AAAAAAAAADw/ojU_KKtw-dE/s1600-h/13566965_dffe7e5e5a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SO0wEer-RLI/AAAAAAAAADw/ojU_KKtw-dE/s200/13566965_dffe7e5e5a_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254909193726346418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corri...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas para ver onde me levavas.&lt;br /&gt;Não sabia para onde ia,&lt;br /&gt;No entanto não deixei de te seguir.&lt;br /&gt;Segurei na tua mão e não a larguei até chegarmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"É aqui?"&lt;br /&gt;"Porque não?" respondeste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-4588038668394351069?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4588038668394351069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=4588038668394351069' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4588038668394351069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4588038668394351069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/10/episdio-18-onde.html' title='Episódio 18 Onde?'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SO0wEer-RLI/AAAAAAAAADw/ojU_KKtw-dE/s72-c/13566965_dffe7e5e5a_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-326507677246537211</id><published>2008-10-01T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:53:00.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 17 Corvo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SOQNRlhY3OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7PA6wXmWU1c/s1600-h/corvo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SOQNRlhY3OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7PA6wXmWU1c/s200/corvo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252337661201931490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Acredita-se que, quando uma pessoa morre, um corvo levará sua alma para a terra dos mortos. Mas às vezes...somente às vezes...o corvo pode trazer essa alma de volta"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-326507677246537211?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/326507677246537211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=326507677246537211' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/326507677246537211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/326507677246537211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/10/episdio-17-corvo.html' title='Episódio 17 Corvo'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SOQNRlhY3OI/AAAAAAAAADg/7PA6wXmWU1c/s72-c/corvo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-4918899563731228224</id><published>2008-10-01T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:04:50.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 16 Feridas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SOO7sW4vtxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uFywLutlQ6U/s1600-h/Sofrimento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SOO7sW4vtxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uFywLutlQ6U/s200/Sofrimento.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252247961176356626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deixaste me quebrado&lt;br /&gt;sem rumo e sem esperança&lt;br /&gt;o que pensei ser amor&lt;br /&gt;e nada mais que uma lembrança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e depois de passarmos por tantos&lt;br /&gt;carinhos,caricias e beijos trocados&lt;br /&gt;provaste que estes belos momentos&lt;br /&gt;nao foram mais que labios tocados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desapareceste tal como vieste&lt;br /&gt;um trovao no paraíso&lt;br /&gt;deixando as feridas abertas&lt;br /&gt;dos quais nao cicatrizo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deixaste o meu pequeno mundo&lt;br /&gt;completamente de pernas para o ar&lt;br /&gt;e agora que saiste dele&lt;br /&gt;foste sem o arrumar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-4918899563731228224?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4918899563731228224/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=4918899563731228224' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4918899563731228224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4918899563731228224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/10/episdio-16-feridas.html' title='Episódio 16 Feridas'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SOO7sW4vtxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uFywLutlQ6U/s72-c/Sofrimento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-8470414597533673039</id><published>2008-10-01T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:01:01.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 15 Kurt(In Memory)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SOO60z4G1zI/AAAAAAAAADI/wvkdvN9vVe4/s1600-h/1967-1994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SOO60z4G1zI/AAAAAAAAADI/wvkdvN9vVe4/s200/1967-1994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252247006885631794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estavas farto e eu compreendi&lt;br /&gt;farto de todo o mundo e de ti&lt;br /&gt;tao farto tao cansado que querias morrer&lt;br /&gt;morrer para sempre e desaparecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;querias voltar para o sitio de onde vieste&lt;br /&gt;mas para aí é dificil de viajar&lt;br /&gt;o sitio de onde apareceste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ficaste na memória de todos nós&lt;br /&gt;agora continua a descançar e a cantar&lt;br /&gt;canta com a tua voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;casaste e filha tiveste&lt;br /&gt;e na tua memoria a mantiveste&lt;br /&gt;frances foi o teu melhor rebento&lt;br /&gt;o que correu mal foi o casamento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-8470414597533673039?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8470414597533673039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=8470414597533673039' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/8470414597533673039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/8470414597533673039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/10/episdio-15-kurtin-memory.html' title='Episódio 15 Kurt(In Memory)'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SOO60z4G1zI/AAAAAAAAADI/wvkdvN9vVe4/s72-c/1967-1994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-697833555040151712</id><published>2008-09-27T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:20:27.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 14 Medo(1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6jjOLRQhI/AAAAAAAAACo/j-MS0uV-cMc/s1600-h/Eis+outro+paradoxo.%C3%89+preciso+fugir+ao+medo,+mas+%C3%A9+precisamente+esse+que+move+o+HOMEM.Quando+IGNORAMOS+temos+MEDO.Mas+se+n%C3%A3o+tivessemos+medo,+n%C3%A3o+pretend%C3%ADamos+DESCOBRIR..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6jjOLRQhI/AAAAAAAAACo/j-MS0uV-cMc/s200/Eis+outro+paradoxo.%C3%89+preciso+fugir+ao+medo,+mas+%C3%A9+precisamente+esse+que+move+o+HOMEM.Quando+IGNORAMOS+temos+MEDO.Mas+se+n%C3%A3o+tivessemos+medo,+n%C3%A3o+pretend%C3%ADamos+DESCOBRIR..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250814041056690706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em ti existe o medo? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Naturalmente que sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Mas porquê? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Porque entendo&lt;br /&gt;Não só pela minha insignificância,&lt;br /&gt;Mas também pela força exterior&lt;br /&gt;Que sei&lt;br /&gt;Ser mais forte que eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Então, inconscientemente&lt;br /&gt;Diriges-te para o medo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-697833555040151712?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/697833555040151712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=697833555040151712' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/697833555040151712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/697833555040151712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-14-medo1.html' title='Episódio 14 Medo(1)'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6jjOLRQhI/AAAAAAAAACo/j-MS0uV-cMc/s72-c/Eis+outro+paradoxo.%C3%89+preciso+fugir+ao+medo,+mas+%C3%A9+precisamente+esse+que+move+o+HOMEM.Quando+IGNORAMOS+temos+MEDO.Mas+se+n%C3%A3o+tivessemos+medo,+n%C3%A3o+pretend%C3%ADamos+DESCOBRIR..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-4381089685371063755</id><published>2008-09-27T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:17:26.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 13 Como Amas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6i1hAz9PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-__lBptn82c/s1600-h/trbkJj907862-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6i1hAz9PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-__lBptn82c/s200/trbkJj907862-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250813255839118578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz-me, como amas?&lt;br /&gt;Amo como a brisa ama o mar.&lt;br /&gt;E como é isto?&lt;br /&gt;Roça-lhe a face a ajudar.&lt;br /&gt;E ajuda, pra quê?&lt;br /&gt;Pro amor dele, ele achar.&lt;br /&gt;E este amor, quem é?&lt;br /&gt;É a suave luz do luar.&lt;br /&gt;E tu, que ganhas?&lt;br /&gt;Um sorrir, antes um amar.&lt;br /&gt;como pode, se a outra ama?&lt;br /&gt;Não pode, posto que é chama.&lt;br /&gt;Então, que me dizes?&lt;br /&gt;Que a lua ama, mas é a mim&lt;br /&gt;que conheces e que sentes.&lt;br /&gt;E da lua lhe falta o sabor&lt;br /&gt;e do luar lhe falta a cor&lt;br /&gt;que em mim, trasfigura verde&lt;br /&gt;azul e rosado borealeado.&lt;br /&gt;E na minha amizade fria&lt;br /&gt;que a chama definha.&lt;br /&gt;O amor por vezes esfria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-4381089685371063755?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4381089685371063755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=4381089685371063755' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4381089685371063755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4381089685371063755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-13-como-amas.html' title='Episódio 13 Como Amas'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6i1hAz9PI/AAAAAAAAACg/-__lBptn82c/s72-c/trbkJj907862-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-7368189835485787185</id><published>2008-09-27T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:13:49.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 12 Tas-me a Deixar Confuso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6h-YW8KHI/AAAAAAAAACY/QkdYlOV_dxM/s1600-h/15VXWK849102-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6h-YW8KHI/AAAAAAAAACY/QkdYlOV_dxM/s200/15VXWK849102-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250812308623206514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;font-size:8;" &gt;áá&lt;/span&gt;nao sei o que pensar..&lt;br /&gt;nao sei o que te dizer..&lt;br /&gt;nao sei o que fazer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apanhaste me de surpresa,ja tinha esquecido tudo&lt;br /&gt;o que passamos,e tudo o que gostava de passar ctg&lt;br /&gt;na altura deste me para traz,explicaste me a situaçao&lt;br /&gt;e eu percebi...respeitei&lt;br /&gt;e agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se for eu a explicar-te o que tou a sentir&lt;br /&gt;tu vais perceber? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-7368189835485787185?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7368189835485787185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=7368189835485787185' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/7368189835485787185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/7368189835485787185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-12-tas-me-deixar-confuso.html' title='Episódio 12 Tas-me a Deixar Confuso'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6h-YW8KHI/AAAAAAAAACY/QkdYlOV_dxM/s72-c/15VXWK849102-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-2360254131808361602</id><published>2008-09-27T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:10:50.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 11 Olhos Profundos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6hT261NBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6AB62cq1lkI/s1600-h/La+Luna+en+el+Mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6hT261NBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6AB62cq1lkI/s200/La+Luna+en+el+Mar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250811578092434450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;font-size:8;" &gt;áá&lt;/span&gt;tal como a lua a sua pedra era fria&lt;br /&gt;e o ar estava cheio de uma estranha melodia&lt;br /&gt;quando eu e as suas vozes ouvi e com elas aprendi&lt;br /&gt;magicos encantamentos,foram doces os nossos momentos&lt;br /&gt;sofridos sentimentos e eu fiquei sozinho &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-2360254131808361602?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2360254131808361602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=2360254131808361602' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/2360254131808361602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/2360254131808361602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-11-olhos-profundos.html' title='Episódio 11 Olhos Profundos'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6hT261NBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6AB62cq1lkI/s72-c/La+Luna+en+el+Mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-6515520488673297217</id><published>2008-09-27T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:17:01.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 10 Só</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6UtqNFnzI/AAAAAAAAACA/eDg6ozbga_Q/s1600-h/prison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6UtqNFnzI/AAAAAAAAACA/eDg6ozbga_Q/s200/prison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250797727704784690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;font-size:8;" &gt;áá&lt;/span&gt;Provavelmente nunca fui tão só&lt;br /&gt;Como neste instante&lt;br /&gt;Fingindo o amor que nao chegará.&lt;br /&gt;Um lamento solto nos dedos&lt;br /&gt;Semeado na tua boca...&lt;br /&gt;Não te amo com o amor de amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te menos que esse tempo&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te hoje mais que ontem&lt;br /&gt;Como um novo dia que está para vir.   &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-6515520488673297217?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6515520488673297217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=6515520488673297217' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/6515520488673297217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/6515520488673297217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-10-s.html' title='Episódio 10 Só'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6UtqNFnzI/AAAAAAAAACA/eDg6ozbga_Q/s72-c/prison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-6146806588967835524</id><published>2008-09-27T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:13:16.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 09 Dúvidas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6TxuDq8gI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kYnUORg_rzM/s1600-h/D%C3%BAvidas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6TxuDq8gI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kYnUORg_rzM/s200/D%C3%BAvidas.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250796697946878466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Nunca Acredites em tudo que te dizem,duvida sempre de tudo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas falam falam,mas por norma dizem muito pouco&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por vezes falam menos ainda.Nao digas nada a ninguem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ás vezes até o ser mais sabio se equivoca levando a desgraça de todos os que o seguem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredita em ti,segue somente a luz da estrela,facilmente darás o teu caminho&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o de mais ninguem &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-6146806588967835524?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6146806588967835524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=6146806588967835524' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/6146806588967835524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/6146806588967835524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-09-dvidas.html' title='Episódio 09 Dúvidas'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6TxuDq8gI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kYnUORg_rzM/s72-c/D%C3%BAvidas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-3079787747776909452</id><published>2008-09-27T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:04:46.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 08 Há Sempre O Outro Lado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6R0JGTdkI/AAAAAAAAABw/AiMs-8fPIpE/s1600-h/sombras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6R0JGTdkI/AAAAAAAAABw/AiMs-8fPIpE/s200/sombras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250794540542162498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Porque a vida nao termina quando encontramos obstaculos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como quando te encontrei a ti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida é demasiada pequena para se deixar viver&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso fiz como tu.....Continuei a minha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-3079787747776909452?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3079787747776909452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=3079787747776909452' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/3079787747776909452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/3079787747776909452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-08-h-sempre-o-outro-lado.html' title='Episódio 08 Há Sempre O Outro Lado'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6R0JGTdkI/AAAAAAAAABw/AiMs-8fPIpE/s72-c/sombras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-4900723131758345861</id><published>2008-09-27T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:59:40.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 07 Se</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Qoder5ZI/AAAAAAAAABo/fM6sL1P2gqA/s1600-h/capa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Qoder5ZI/AAAAAAAAABo/fM6sL1P2gqA/s200/capa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250793240343078290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Se nao soubermos quem somos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao sabemos para onde vamos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será Que para ti sou uma virgula&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou um ponto final&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-4900723131758345861?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4900723131758345861/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=4900723131758345861' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4900723131758345861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/4900723131758345861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-07-se.html' title='Episódio 07 Se'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Qoder5ZI/AAAAAAAAABo/fM6sL1P2gqA/s72-c/capa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-7368866465104334636</id><published>2008-09-27T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:50:33.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 06 Rima Nervosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6OUxCxr0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/F2Pyiby9DXc/s1600-h/morte-ho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6OUxCxr0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/F2Pyiby9DXc/s320/morte-ho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250790702974086978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Nem Morte,Nem Vida&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem Tiro,Nem Chao&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem Dor Ou Partida&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vao Esmagar Meu Coraçao&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-7368866465104334636?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7368866465104334636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=7368866465104334636' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/7368866465104334636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/7368866465104334636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-06-rima-nervosa.html' title='Episódio 06 Rima Nervosa'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6OUxCxr0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/F2Pyiby9DXc/s72-c/morte-ho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-2267797558875389058</id><published>2008-09-27T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:44:11.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 05 Erros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6NAlBgHTI/AAAAAAAAABI/4yEi2tYDn5w/s1600-h/482617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6NAlBgHTI/AAAAAAAAABI/4yEi2tYDn5w/s320/482617.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250789256638504242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Muitas Vezes somos esmagados pela vida que nos empurra para baixo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com tal força que as nossas nos parecem nao existir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destruidas pela força da existencia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outras Vezes ficamos em baixo sem ver todas as maos que nos tentam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ajudar a puxar para cima,que nos querem lado a lado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante muito tempo,estamos em baixo sem querer subir.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje Subo Sem Poder&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-2267797558875389058?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2267797558875389058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=2267797558875389058' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/2267797558875389058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/2267797558875389058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-05-erros.html' title='Episódio 05 Erros'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6NAlBgHTI/AAAAAAAAABI/4yEi2tYDn5w/s72-c/482617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-241638739805748337</id><published>2008-09-27T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:39:16.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 04 Desilusao Do Quase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6L2HrQWVI/AAAAAAAAABA/RtkMKn-OKgw/s1600-h/68429968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6L2HrQWVI/AAAAAAAAABA/RtkMKn-OKgw/s320/68429968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250787977450248530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;Ainda pior que a convicção do não é a incerteza do talvez,&lt;br /&gt;é a desilusão de um “quase”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o quase que me incomoda, que me entristece,&lt;br /&gt;que me mata trazendo tudo que poderia ter sido e não foi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta pensar nas oportunidades que escaparam pelos dedos,&lt;br /&gt;nas chances que se perdem por medo,&lt;br /&gt;nas idéias que nunca sairão do papel por essa maldita mania de viver no outono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergunto me, ás vezes, o que nos leva a escolher uma vida morna;&lt;br /&gt;ou melhor, não me pergunto, contesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A resposta eu sei de cor, está estampada na distância e frieza dos sorrisos,&lt;br /&gt;na frouxidão dos abraços, na indiferença dos “Bom dia”, quase que sussurrados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paixão queima, o amor enlouquece, e o desejo trai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez esses fossem bons motivos para decidir entre a alegria e a dor, sentir o nada, mas não são.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se a virtude estivesse mesmo no meio termo, o mar não teria ondas,&lt;br /&gt;os dias seriam nublados e o arco-íris em tons de cinza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nada não ilumina, não inspira, não aflige nem acalma,&lt;br /&gt;apenas amplia o vazio que cada um traz de si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros erros há perdão; pros fracassos, chance;&lt;br /&gt;pros amores impossíveis, tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De nada adianta cercar um coração vazio ou economizar alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um romance cujo fim é instantâneo ou indolor não é romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não deixe que a saudade sufoque, que a rotina acomode, que o medo impeça de tentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desconfie do destino e acredite em você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaste mais horas realizando que sonhando,&lt;br /&gt;fazendo que planejando,&lt;br /&gt;vivendo que esperando porque,&lt;br /&gt;embora quem quase morre esteja vivo,&lt;br /&gt;quem quase vive já morreu!   &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-241638739805748337?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/241638739805748337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=241638739805748337' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/241638739805748337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/241638739805748337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-04-desilusao-do-quase.html' title='Episódio 04 Desilusao Do Quase'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6L2HrQWVI/AAAAAAAAABA/RtkMKn-OKgw/s72-c/68429968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-1276019931754104083</id><published>2008-09-27T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:35:32.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 03 Toque</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6K6GmfxtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TbqbCy8zCNU/s1600-h/toque_sepia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6K6GmfxtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TbqbCy8zCNU/s320/toque_sepia.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250786946369701586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Olhou-me nos olhos e eu pude sentir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sem que me tocasse,toda a pele a arrepiar-se&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo o corpo a ferver,como se com os olhos me despisse&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como se rossa-se a lingua no pescoço&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-1276019931754104083?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1276019931754104083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=1276019931754104083' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/1276019931754104083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/1276019931754104083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-03-toque.html' title='Episódio 03 Toque'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6K6GmfxtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TbqbCy8zCNU/s72-c/toque_sepia.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-5279690107689496485</id><published>2008-09-27T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:54:08.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 02 Perifácio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6JirRHKmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FgQNORptlss/s1600-h/Lost_road_by_zardo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6JirRHKmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FgQNORptlss/s320/Lost_road_by_zardo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250785444383631970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;font-size:8;" &gt;áá&lt;/span&gt;um dia mais tarde quero olhar para tras e nao quero dizer que foi bom, quero dizer que foi do CARALHOOOOO!!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-5279690107689496485?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5279690107689496485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=5279690107689496485' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/5279690107689496485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/5279690107689496485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/episdio-02-perifcio.html' title='Episódio 02 Perifácio'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6JirRHKmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FgQNORptlss/s72-c/Lost_road_by_zardo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4711094542945329675.post-2759658995575086402</id><published>2008-09-27T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:22:06.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Episódio 01 Sobre Mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6FlfnQmPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fn0CqRzT-Dk/s1600-h/crow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6FlfnQmPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fn0CqRzT-Dk/s320/crow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250781094748395762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0cm;"&gt;*Sou chαto? [depende de ti]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou metido? [invejα é triste]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou feio? [há quem queirα]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou bonito? [tenho espelho]&lt;br /&gt;*Amαs me? [bom prα nós]&lt;br /&gt;*Odeiαs me? [entrα pra filα]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou ridículo? [estαmos a fαlαr de mim ou de ti?]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou educαdo? [quαse sempre - com quem merece]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou mαl educαdo? [tu mereceste]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou louco? [eu posso]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou sαnto? [nem tαnto]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou fαcil? [Depende]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou difícil? [quando merecem]&lt;br /&gt;*Tenho juízo? [o suficiente]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou Humilde? [αs vezes]&lt;br /&gt;*Modesto? [nem sempre]&lt;br /&gt;*Brinco Contigo? [sorte α tuα]&lt;br /&gt;*Dei-te pra trás? [ESPERO BEM QUE O PERCEBAS!]&lt;br /&gt;*Bom αmigo? [DEMAIS]&lt;br /&gt;*Bom inimigo? [MAIS AINDA!]&lt;br /&gt;*Eu minto? [tu também]&lt;br /&gt;*Duvidα de mim? [pαgα prα ver]&lt;br /&gt;*Eu αmo? [MTOoooo]&lt;br /&gt;*Eu odeio? [sinto penα]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou Tonto? [com certezα ]&lt;br /&gt;*Sou mau? [tento nαo ser]&lt;br /&gt;*QUEM NAO GOSTA SAFODA[simples]   &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4711094542945329675-2759658995575086402?l=wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2759658995575086402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4711094542945329675&amp;postID=2759658995575086402' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/2759658995575086402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4711094542945329675/posts/default/2759658995575086402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwdeadpoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/eps01-sobre-mim.html' title='Episódio 01 Sobre Mim'/><author><name>dead poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12043455347237556579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6Dc-qiFbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ML-ocjRhHMQ/S220/Pearl_Jam_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n8jDNAEWs5g/SN6FlfnQmPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fn0CqRzT-Dk/s72-c/crow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
