<?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-6879659085469489510</id><updated>2012-03-07T21:57:53.325-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Na Cabeceira do Caos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>214</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-1605289011297034034</id><published>2012-03-07T21:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-07T21:57:53.330-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Estupidamente me engano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Dolorosamente martirizo-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Neste horror&amp;nbsp;incontrolável&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Me faço em pedaços ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-1605289011297034034?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1605289011297034034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1605289011297034034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2012/03/fuja.html' title='Fuja'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-845331743117551936</id><published>2012-03-07T21:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-07T21:39:40.130-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada Mais Importa</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao me evitar ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te peço, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não livre seu coração de mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por menor que seja o desgosto que lhe causo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não há neste mundo alguém mais sentimental que eu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não me afaste, não se distancie de mim&amp;nbsp;com o tempo ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha voz torna-se fraca e trêmula,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a dor se espalha no pulsar do meu coração.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-845331743117551936?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/845331743117551936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/845331743117551936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2012/03/nada-mais-importa.html' title='Nada Mais Importa'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8034546052379872972</id><published>2012-02-28T02:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-07T21:43:32.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shortage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Neste intenso desespero uma linha tênue se estende entre os caminhos em que me deixei cair .. de joelhos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Me remoendo na dor me encontro horizontalmente entregue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Me fundindo com a terra que me fará perecer um dia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem voltas e sem rodeios, em minhas mãos sinto todos os fios de cabelos brilhosos e espessos da minha cabeça, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;meu sangue escorre mais uma vez&amp;nbsp;sobre a minha pele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Atônita pela insônia, os dias da semana passam como horas e os minutos como dias, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;comida estraga&amp;nbsp;o âmago do meu estômago .. e as unhas de minhas mãos trêmulas saciam a ânsia de minha fome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nos quatro cantos de minha casa um fantasma se esconde e se esgueira sem cessar aos pés de minha cama, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp;o mundo lá fora se torna uma armadilha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Minha vida de mentira já não sustenta minhas necessidades mundanas, meu trabalho se tornou superar meu martírio, que me fez completamente esquecer a sensação indómita de viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8034546052379872972?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8034546052379872972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8034546052379872972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2012/02/shortage.html' title='Shortage'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-5490293608126067563</id><published>2012-02-24T13:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T02:05:30.527-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Close Your Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não consigo mais não ferir, não consigo mais sentir o que esta em minha volta, as pessoas, os lugares, perderam o significado, a complexidade, a intensidade. Minha escolha se resumiu em apagar até a raiz ou perecer nas minhas memórias vivas. Ficou tão pesado carregar minhas verdades, que assim a indiferença tomou o seu lugar, me protegendo de toda e qualquer dor. Os meus entes queridos me olham e vêem um desesperado egoísmo estampado em minha face. Mas meus amores é a minha máscara diária para enfrentar todo e qualquer sofrimento. Ainda não encontrei outra maneira de lidar sem fugir, me esconder&amp;nbsp;e fingir que sim,&amp;nbsp;estou tão bem quanto vocês.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me despeço porque vou voltar para casa, longe de seus olhos ficará mais fácil aguentar .. Sem ferir-los mais, sem fazer com que todos carregarem o meu fardo, eu vou e peço .. me deixem ir, me deixem ir em paz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-5490293608126067563?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5490293608126067563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5490293608126067563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2012/02/close-your-eyes.html' title='Close Your Eyes'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7498721185082981943</id><published>2012-02-23T13:10:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T12:54:29.491-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me perco nas ilusões dos meus sonhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falo em várias línguas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivencio memórias perdidas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Através da realidade exponho todas as minhas sensações&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejando que tudo isto,&amp;nbsp;nunca chegasse ao fim ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas ao acordar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me fere ver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que se foi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apenas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais uma noite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dos meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Intermináveis dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7498721185082981943?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7498721185082981943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7498721185082981943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2012/02/possibility.html' title='Forget'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3634041830172189915</id><published>2012-02-14T15:03:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T13:10:37.298-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tão Longe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Com a minha cabeça vazia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nada mais escorre dos meus ouvidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nada mais pressiona meus pensamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ouço apenas os meus passos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;E meu, contínuo silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3634041830172189915?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3634041830172189915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3634041830172189915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2012/02/alone.html' title='Tão Longe'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-2703693359553813260</id><published>2012-02-13T14:41:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T09:58:04.522-02:00</updated><title type='text'>I Really Fuckin' Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Se eu pudesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Te daria tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E apenas te faria sorrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas ambos sabemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que viver não é&amp;nbsp;tão fácil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mas da mesma maneira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que você me faz bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu vou te entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu vou fazer o meu melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Para cuidar bem de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Assim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sem conseguir mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Me manter longe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Você não precisa mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Olhar para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sou sua agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E venho a ser a única&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que estará sempre ao seu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Quando deito, com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu poderia ficar lá, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Fechar meus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sentir você aqui para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Você e eu juntos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não há nada melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-2703693359553813260?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2703693359553813260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2703693359553813260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-really-fuckin-love-you.html' title='I Really Fuckin&apos; Love You'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-2998614634161858556</id><published>2012-01-09T13:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T22:59:05.729-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diluir&amp;nbsp;na dose pura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sabor destes encontros&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fluir com a canção&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Envolvendo sem se notar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sutilmente,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Enlaçando mais um olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Para em seguida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-2998614634161858556?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2998614634161858556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2998614634161858556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2012/01/better-places.html' title='Better Places'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-1572135313188861189</id><published>2012-01-03T12:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:28:00.052-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Você escarra na Boca que te Beija</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Docemente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Te chamo ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Levemente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Sua mentira me fere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Puramente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;quis tecer meu encanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mas ao sentir&amp;nbsp;o afagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;De sua mão vil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Fez-se em pedaços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;meu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-1572135313188861189?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1572135313188861189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1572135313188861189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2012/01/voce-escarra-na-boca-que-te-beija.html' title='Você escarra na Boca que te Beija'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-6479351525160644906</id><published>2011-12-31T11:54:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T13:56:20.446-02:00</updated><title type='text'>n'est pas mon homme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sua vez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sua voz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suas palavras que não conquistam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que não me convencem mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que se perdem a passos lentos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me distanciando do que jamais será meu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não se engane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se fosse para ser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seria diferente ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois meu bem,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sinto-me tão pesada em seus braços.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-6479351525160644906?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6479351525160644906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6479351525160644906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/12/nest-pas-mon-homme.html' title='n&apos;est pas mon homme'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8468498636080868329</id><published>2011-12-30T20:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:23:43.810-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na ponta dos pés&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentindo as folhas secas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danço &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me guiando em movimentos livres&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Através das árvores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Entre as sombras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sol encontra o meu corpo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ilumina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A minha intensa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Felicidade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8468498636080868329?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8468498636080868329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8468498636080868329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/12/na-ponta-dos-pes-sentindo-as-folhas.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-5580129615035062416</id><published>2011-12-30T19:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:01:00.574-02:00</updated><title type='text'>T'es Beau</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Quando o dia virar noite&lt;br /&gt;Ao fechar seus cansados olhos&lt;br /&gt;Não se lembrará mais de mim&lt;br /&gt;Do que fui&lt;br /&gt;Sem me dar importância&lt;br /&gt;Sem me acolher em seus braços&lt;br /&gt;Você esquecerá de todos os detalhes&lt;br /&gt;De nossas promessas e lamúrias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, sem luta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou deixa-lo ir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-5580129615035062416?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5580129615035062416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5580129615035062416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/12/tes-beau.html' title='T&apos;es Beau'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-5197135006660055281</id><published>2011-12-26T19:33:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T13:24:15.582-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Contando até 3</title><content type='html'>Me seguindo com tamanha destreza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O medo exala pelos meus poros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração, já&amp;nbsp;paralizado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelas&amp;nbsp;suas pesadas mãos em&amp;nbsp;minha face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me faz se refugiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em memórias distantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com sorrisos constantes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seu&amp;nbsp;olhar fixo em meus olhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se perde&amp;nbsp;na profundidade das emoções&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mergulhando em um caos de dores e amores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em lembranças doces de um tempo bom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sem conseguir lutar contra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seu perverso coração, sente, sente muito ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arrependido,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me deixa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;morrer&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-5197135006660055281?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5197135006660055281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5197135006660055281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/12/contando-ate-3.html' title='Contando até 3'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3183732218459954901</id><published>2011-12-24T11:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T11:54:14.358-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Me encontro para além do cais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Se navego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Já não conheço meu caminho de volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Não resisto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Deslizando na superfície vasta e perigosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Quem me dera talhar uma nova vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Queimando de dentro para fora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Renascendo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ascendendo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Para um novo amanhecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3183732218459954901?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3183732218459954901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3183732218459954901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/12/me-encontro-para-alem-do-cais-se-navego.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7679137145734514583</id><published>2011-12-21T21:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T13:26:13.500-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Super</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sua lolita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suas coxas roliças&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seu bem querer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Facilmente se perdemos no tempo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Facilmente se perdemos entre pernase beijos ardentes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu quente romance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que em dado instante supera-se&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gravita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas é você baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que me leva para passear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para voar com você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu Super&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Homem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7679137145734514583?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7679137145734514583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7679137145734514583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/12/super.html' title='Super'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-1434299085716521997</id><published>2011-12-10T02:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T02:26:01.872-02:00</updated><title type='text'>D-ilícita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensacionalmente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conduzo o meu prazer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A beira do Caos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-1434299085716521997?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1434299085716521997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1434299085716521997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/12/de-ilicita.html' title='D-ilícita'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7948163011664729714</id><published>2011-12-10T02:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T02:08:38.213-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Auto-Sabotagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mentira mal colocada&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Que esmigalha a ânsia deser diferente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Com o coração posto nafornalha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;A dor da falha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;A perda constante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7948163011664729714?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7948163011664729714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7948163011664729714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/12/auto-sabotagem.html' title='Auto-Sabotagem'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4989958198248473388</id><published>2011-12-03T13:42:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T13:43:22.478-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Balena</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Ao fingir acordar no balanço do ônibus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Vejo você no banco ao lado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Sua boca carnuda &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Queimando na luz do sol,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;uma delícia ..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;A vontade de sentir seu cheiro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;me invade, me toma ..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Mas a realidade inconveniente,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;desfaz a perfeição&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;que a minha imaginação&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;arduamente me fez sentir,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;a sua tamanha,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;presença em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4989958198248473388?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4989958198248473388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4989958198248473388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/12/balena.html' title='Balena'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3351273403345861621</id><published>2011-11-25T17:31:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T17:42:16.011-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha Doce Essência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;tão profunda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;humana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;tão suave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;sábia aprendiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ensina seus cansados olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;a ver além ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;a ver dolorosamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o cenário &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;completo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Sem venda nos olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;sublime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3351273403345861621?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3351273403345861621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3351273403345861621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/minha-doce-essencia.html' title='Minha Doce Essência'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8761998588342497499</id><published>2011-11-24T20:13:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T21:05:33.263-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu Descontente Contexto</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quero flutuar na superfície&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sem me obrigar a pôr os pés no chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sei o que tenho feito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sei o que tenho escondido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;sei o que tenho tentado todos os dias,&amp;nbsp;viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Não é fácil descobrir suas próprias regras e limitações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;não é tão fácil assim se omitir ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas quando o bem, é maior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;quando a chegada esta longe de ter seu fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;por mais distante que esteja do podium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;baby, trabalhe nisto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Balance seus quadris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;dance até amanhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;se não vier para o bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ó meu bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;deixe ir ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8761998588342497499?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8761998588342497499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8761998588342497499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/meu-descontente-contexto.html' title='Meu Descontente Contexto'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-5377248337341705580</id><published>2011-11-20T16:05:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T17:27:56.532-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dando amor ao azar</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;se esvair sem cessar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;se dissolver até o fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;o sentido de viver se aplica a nós ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;a nós dois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aceito-te daonde vier, com bagagens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;com temperamento, com conhecimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;profundos de verdades incontestáveis ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aceito-te pois o que sinto não pede explicações,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mudanças ou escolhas ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;apenas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-5377248337341705580?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5377248337341705580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5377248337341705580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/dando-amor-ao-azar_8426.html' title='Dando amor ao azar'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-481362781405296271</id><published>2011-11-20T15:51:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T17:05:15.163-02:00</updated><title type='text'>City Little Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Se no palco sentem que me assistem ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Na vida me reparam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;na fisionamia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;nos movimentos de andar e beber ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Como se fosse notícia,&amp;nbsp;talvez importante fato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Assim nas minhas peculiaridades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;da vida oras!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Me torno interessante ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;E um ar estressante toma o lugar com a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;minha atitude (&lt;em&gt;de existir&lt;/em&gt;) de comtemplar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;e ao mesmo tempo ignorar a estranha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;mas compreensível pequenez humana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-481362781405296271?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/481362781405296271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/481362781405296271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/city-little-brain.html' title='City Little Brain'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8078147279170764119</id><published>2011-11-20T15:43:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T20:08:08.192-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;minha mente avantajada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;com limitações anotômicas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;porém inimaginávelmentre livre ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vê assim uma linha tênue que separa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;qualquer outro individuo do que sei ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por mais que a vida sem sentido acovarde,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu não fujo ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu não fujo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8078147279170764119?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8078147279170764119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8078147279170764119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/dando-amor-ao-azar_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3776063445406261306</id><published>2011-11-10T23:50:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T19:51:56.442-02:00</updated><title type='text'>sincera, assim será .. até que ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Seu&amp;nbsp;rosto&amp;nbsp;continua minha última imagem .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;antes de ensaiar dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Continua sendo minha suplica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;ao abrir&amp;nbsp;os meus olhos ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao levantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;me lembro de esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;e todas as promessas caem por terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;continuo incessantemente a&amp;nbsp;refletir você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;em corpos que insistem em cruzar o meu caminho ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;E que jamais serão você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;Assim meus dias caem por terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;na inútil tentativa de fazer o bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;te deixando distante de quem eu sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;esta que nunca te deixei conhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;pelo medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;de não gostar de mim inteiramente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;irrevogavelmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;incondicionalmente ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3776063445406261306?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3776063445406261306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3776063445406261306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/sincera-assim-sera-ate-que.html' title='sincera, assim será .. até que ..'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-2533423278985914984</id><published>2011-11-10T13:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T13:29:39.464-02:00</updated><title type='text'>He was</title><content type='html'>Foi muito para o meu fim .. permaneci abandonada nessa cidade tão morta, presa por um fio a ponto de arrebentar, você era tudo .. você era o que eu pensava que conhecia. Então, entendi á força o que eu devia aprender, que não se pode ter tudo, que escolhas precisam ser feitas, e que qualquer caminho te leva a infinitas situações.&lt;br /&gt;Eu cheguei a acreditar que poderíamos ser .. o que tentamos ou supomos ser, mas perdemos. Se você pensou que era tudo o que me ligava ao resto, pois bem, estou nas minhas próprias pernas agora, e também desistindo de tudo, minha escolha esta feita, e não faz sentido conversar. Você nunca entendeu, mas e agora, você entende?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-2533423278985914984?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2533423278985914984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2533423278985914984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/he-was.html' title='He was'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4334348206957003426</id><published>2011-11-08T04:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:40:53.851-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida Póstuma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu abri a porta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;para você entrar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu me debati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para me livrar de você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vencida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o tempo passou devagar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tão devagar ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que me dilacerou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me marcou a ferro em brasa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na violência de sua sede ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim&amp;nbsp;só me resta seguir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem nem sequer saber&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;como é respirar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem esta dor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4334348206957003426?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4334348206957003426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4334348206957003426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/vida-postuma.html' title='Vida Póstuma'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-27916754221875332</id><published>2011-11-08T04:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T12:50:30.587-02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Acorde como se tivesse dormido, penteie seu cabelo, vista-se e ensaie um sorriso, caminhe depressa, cumprimente automaticamente: oi,&amp;nbsp;estou bem, obrigada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vista sua máscara, se arme de sua camuflagem, e não pare de fingir até estar só entre 4 paredes, seja forte, aguente o açoite. E repita este procedimento um dia após o outro. Te prescrevo estas devidas medicações de aparência para que seja aos olhos dos outros, normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Atenciosamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;lobotomizando a paciente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dr. Kaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-27916754221875332?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/27916754221875332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/27916754221875332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-medicine.html' title='My Medicine'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4875303663793781161</id><published>2011-11-07T22:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:39:56.589-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A-ma-r</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="content noh"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sinto que nada que eu possa dizer afete o curso da humanidade .. e quê humanidade ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content noh"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content noh" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Quero pensar nas entrelinhas, e absorver os pequenos detalhes que só podemos degustar depois que aprendemos duramente ser o mais previlegiado dos sentidos,&amp;nbsp;um sentimento mútuo entre dois seres, que quando se tocam .. num êxtase de sensações gozam do modo mais carnal a delícia de estar vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4875303663793781161?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4875303663793781161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4875303663793781161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mar.html' title='A-ma-r'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-1995142717673716079</id><published>2011-11-07T22:48:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:48:28.397-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cegamente te entendo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cegamente me atraio por sua essência&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;você se foi como se nunca tivesse existido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem me torturar mais não te busco&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;porque já não esta mais&amp;nbsp;aqui, e eu ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e eu entendo porque não me quer mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e assim a vida segue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&amp;nbsp;eu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não vejo mais você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-1995142717673716079?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1995142717673716079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1995142717673716079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/hurts.html' title='Hurts'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4904993323835332576</id><published>2011-11-04T18:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T00:25:30.282-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nome Próprio</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Gessica sofrerá dias e noites de solidão,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Caminhará&amp;nbsp;aos tropeços,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Perderá o brilho dos olhos,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Seus cabelos cairão,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Não conseguirá dormir,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Seus dentes azededarão,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela vai sentir ânsia de chão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;E desaparecerá,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="pt" style="mso-ansi-language: #0016; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;se dissolvendo antes do fim.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4904993323835332576?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4904993323835332576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4904993323835332576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/11/nome-proprio.html' title='Nome Próprio'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3052360975997182098</id><published>2011-10-26T14:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T14:42:13.820-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanya Hung</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falo, você me estocou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Libertação, mas&amp;nbsp;sem paz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lutei contra o monolito &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com as dobras raivosas e úmidas da minha alma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como pode me entender quando você é tão denso?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como pode me ver com um olho só?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Continua impulsionando para frente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sempre incansável&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sempre implacável&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a resposta esta bem ao seu lado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigo rondando você com as minhas ideias exageradas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com o meu desejo lânguido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas você não pode me foder &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;porque já estou fodida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;não pode me foder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;porque já estou fodida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não pode me achar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;porque já estou perdida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;não pode me ensinar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;porque já fui embora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas se me amar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cairei em seus braços ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3052360975997182098?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3052360975997182098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3052360975997182098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/10/tanya.html' title='Tanya Hung'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-9027968215349601244</id><published>2011-10-25T20:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T13:56:16.115-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tente mais, se doer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Senti em mim que esperaria algo em troca do meu suor, da minha pele posta, da minha carne&amp;nbsp;a mostra. Se me sentisse especial seria naquele momento de expor todos os meus pêlos e apelos, mas não. Como uma presa que foge sem cessar da foice de seu caçador, me acovardei, talvez porque já não acredite que eu&amp;nbsp;tenha algo para oferecer que não&amp;nbsp;tenha sido&amp;nbsp;visto ou sentido ou usado. Nutrir seu corpo, sua alma e mente, pare e sinta. Minha arte é não carrega-la jamais, holofotes jamais, me apetece despertar sinceros sorrisos, não sou&amp;nbsp;fã, nem artista, sou o que se perde no meio, que apenas sonha com o belo, de algo feito com a ponta dos dedos e saliva, de poucas horas ou em noites sem dormir .. Eu sou o que suplica ser trazida todos dias de volta dos sonhos, dos meus sonhos, do que vivo dentro da minha cabeça, que complica e apanha tanto. Sinto que me parto, que meu coração parte se costurando&amp;nbsp;em busca de&amp;nbsp;fendas em que&amp;nbsp;possa ficar&amp;nbsp;por um momento que seja, goste-me por um momento que seja, até o fim deste minuto, deste dia ou do mês. Em um piscar de olhos vejo em brancas nuvens os movimentos dos que me cercam, dos que permanecem neste fino vislumbre da realidade montada, em que tudo se torna bom e do bem ..&amp;nbsp;mas que se desmancha&amp;nbsp;em respirar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;Cansei de relações fracas e apagadas .. construídas com o mínimo de boa intenção. Se vier que venha para ficar e acrescentar, fico feliz em ser desejada como companhia, pois assim me testo, viver entre pessoas .. céus, teste-me novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-9027968215349601244?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/9027968215349601244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/9027968215349601244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/10/tente-mais-se-doer.html' title='Tente mais, se doer.'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-6029314058307527604</id><published>2011-10-25T20:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T21:20:10.597-02:00</updated><title type='text'>até Ali</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esta ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;escorregou de suas mãos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deslizou suavemente até o chão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e se foi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com toda a chuva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e covardia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até ali você foi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e nada restou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-6029314058307527604?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6029314058307527604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6029314058307527604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/10/ate-alibi.html' title='até Ali'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3713705782118120974</id><published>2011-10-18T20:33:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T20:57:30.057-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Você Sem Cessar</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;os dias passam como anos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e desejo em todos eles&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tocar sua mão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beijar sua face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;até o último minuto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;até quando eu vou insistir?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Insistir em sentir você palpitando em mim ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;todos os dias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;todos os dias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;todos os dias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu diminuo com o passar do tempo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a noite passa lenta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a manhã acorda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e eu continuo como se&amp;nbsp;ainda não estivesse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;acordada﻿&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3713705782118120974?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3713705782118120974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3713705782118120974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-sem-cessar.html' title='Você Sem Cessar'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4168177985924517078</id><published>2011-10-11T19:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T20:32:02.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'>forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;assim que parei te ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;o silêncio veio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;e levou as palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;com o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;levou de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que&amp;nbsp;navega ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;todos os dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sem entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;a-adiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;me odiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4168177985924517078?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu quero andar para casa com você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouvindo cada palavra que você diz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e pensar que é verdade .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mais uma vez esta comigo&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sinto muito, sinto tanto  ..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cada noite contristeço-me de saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ânsia de alma e corpo, baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flores sem pétalas me cercam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caminhando sozinha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejando mais uma vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qualquer coisa se o tempo passar ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas quem me olha entre a multidão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não é você ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não é mais você que me vê passar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora eu sei, tarde .. muito tarde?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não acredito que não somos além&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Além de nós mesmos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do que acreditamos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sinto o quanto temos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enlaçamos nossas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;histórias que nunca foram ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que somos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que ainda somos ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amantes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-2973573726292002520?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2973573726292002520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2973573726292002520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/10/voce-vai-me-destruir-com-estranhos.html' title='Você vai me destruir com estranhos'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3149023528900109926</id><published>2011-10-09T11:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:02:19.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody wants something from me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chega de me esconder e ter medo do que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me persegue ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quanto mais me envolvo neste mundo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais merdas passam por mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me devorando por completa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e&amp;nbsp;que depois,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fogem selvagens&amp;nbsp;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nenhum animal é tão brutal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quanto o próprio homem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3149023528900109926?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3149023528900109926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3149023528900109926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/10/violada.html' title='Everybody wants something from me'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-6025647041929246276</id><published>2011-10-06T13:44:00.020-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T19:31:01.015-02:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't let you go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ao anoitecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Se segure no escuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;e lentamente respire ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tome&amp;nbsp;o tempo que precisar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;para sentir o que está em sua volta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Antes que se vá ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Abra sua mão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;e se for para ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;não deixe de buscar a minha .. baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Lembre-se de como você me salvou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;de todos os meus erros ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E se existe amor, apenas sinta-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E se há vida, veremos ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Esta não é a hora de ficar sozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sim&amp;nbsp;baby ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não&amp;nbsp;consigo&amp;nbsp;deixa-lo ir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Digo essas palavras em um sussurro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Fecho os&amp;nbsp;meus olhos e&amp;nbsp;acredito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Que há alguma maneira de escapar do fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Abra o seu coração a mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E deixe tudo derramar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Não há nada que eu não possa suportar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;E se&amp;nbsp; o amor existir, eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;não vou deixa-lo ir ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-6025647041929246276?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6025647041929246276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6025647041929246276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-wont-let-you-go.html' title='I won&apos;t let you go'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-588858131386819361</id><published>2011-09-29T17:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:06:24.328-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I'm freaking out, I never had fear or a panic attack, but today .. fucking day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-588858131386819361?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/588858131386819361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/588858131386819361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-freaking-out-i-never-had-fear-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7053018839604382971</id><published>2011-09-18T10:48:00.069-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T22:08:42.769-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything looks better when the sun goes down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Não estou ouvindo ninguém mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Apenas perambulando até o fim da existência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Sem propósito e sem controle ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Porque no final somos todos uma mentira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;E dois mil anos eu estive acordada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Esperando um dia melhor chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;todos os prezados que já me injustiçaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Que n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;ovamente querem&amp;nbsp;se dar ao trabalho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;de escalpelar a minha mente ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Soprem a fumaça imediatamente de seus olhos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;E Beije suavemente meu ardente machucado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Eu estou perdida no tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;E todas as pessoas deixadas para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Caminham cegas ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;E dois mil anos eu fiquei vigiando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Esperando o dia tremer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;A todos os prezados que já me injustiçaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Que novamente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Novamente me querem para retalhar a minha face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Eu sou, eu sou, eu sou uma resnacida agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Quão baixo, quão baixo, quão baixo&amp;nbsp;vocês me empurram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Para ir, ir, ir, e cair morta ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Queridos&amp;nbsp; .. eu já estou morta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Não podem mais me alcançar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7053018839604382971?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7053018839604382971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7053018839604382971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/09/zombie.html' title='Everything looks better when the sun goes down'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-115870511248023520</id><published>2011-09-18T10:20:00.026-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T00:08:48.962-03:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Você não&amp;nbsp;consegue me ver, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Como eu vejo você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu não posso ter você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Como você me tem ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nunca te&amp;nbsp;disse antes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nunca te amei tanto assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nunca quis sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nunca quis que você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;roubasse o meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nunca quis saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nunca quis mostrar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;que eu sou fraca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sempre quis ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sempre quis que você visse o meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sempre quis o seu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sempre quis ser, mas nunca fui ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Estou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Morrendo para ser outra pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Queria que você estivesse lá para me levar para casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Eu não quero lutar contra o mundo sozinha .. mais uma vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-115870511248023520?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/115870511248023520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/115870511248023520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/09/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-2119304624529789790</id><published>2011-09-11T11:05:00.017-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:07:05.435-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lift me</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vim te encontrar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;te dizer que eu sinto muito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Vamos voltar para o começo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém disse que era fácil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Oh .. é uma lástima nós nos separarmos&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém nunca disse que seria tão difícil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Leve-me de volta ao começo ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; Diga-me que me ama, volte e me assombre&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp;eu ..&amp;nbsp;corro para o começo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nós estamos se distanciando&lt;br /&gt;Voltando para o que nós somos sozinhos&amp;nbsp;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não deveria pensar mais, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então não pensarei mais&lt;br /&gt;Já não tenho nenhuma luta em mim&lt;br /&gt;Se for para você&amp;nbsp;ficar bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em todo esse maldito mundo&lt;br /&gt;Você se afasta&lt;br /&gt;Eu&amp;nbsp;deveria aceitar&lt;br /&gt;É a única coisa que eu sei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você aprenderá a me odiar&lt;br /&gt;Mas se ainda me chama de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Oh baby&lt;br /&gt;Então me chame pelo meu nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de você ir longe demais&lt;br /&gt;Antes que nada possa ser feito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;E Amor&amp;nbsp;lembre-se das músicas que cantei para você&lt;br /&gt;Em seu coração sempre haverá uma parte de mim&lt;br /&gt;Não importa onde estará daqui um tempo, &lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca vou estar muito longe ..&lt;br /&gt;Você sempre será uma parte de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-2119304624529789790?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2119304624529789790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2119304624529789790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/09/aprendendo-te-dizer-adeus.html' title='Lift me'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-5172883247870617859</id><published>2011-09-08T01:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:07:53.963-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Since you're gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;I'm living better ..&lt;br /&gt;but I can not talk about it .. is so difficult and sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;In every blink of an eye, I imagine you with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;In every beat of my heart, I wish you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;But I lost .. &lt;br /&gt;I lost you in time forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Wish you to be happy, and will be .. without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-5172883247870617859?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5172883247870617859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5172883247870617859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/09/since-youre-gone.html' title='Since you&apos;re gone'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-1561711192059403178</id><published>2011-06-26T20:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:57:53.168-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Espectro</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Me faz sorrir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esticar os lábios&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esprimir os olhos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Na surpresa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que te traz para mim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me faz feliz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorrir do nada&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;de graça &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O inconcreto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;é belo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A incerteza&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;uma variante&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Enjoy this&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-1561711192059403178?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1561711192059403178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1561711192059403178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/06/espectro.html' title='Espectro'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4343992106455263358</id><published>2011-06-14T18:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T18:05:24.708-03:00</updated><title type='text'>My pretty Job</title><content type='html'>Não renego o que quero, não mais &lt;br /&gt;Cansei de mordiscar o lábio e rolar os olhos com horror&lt;br /&gt;Preciso e&amp;nbsp;desejo que eu não caia enquanto a maçã apodrece&lt;br /&gt;dos meus sonhos mais uma vez atrasados, &lt;br /&gt;deixados mais uma vez para trás. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, marche.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4343992106455263358?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4343992106455263358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4343992106455263358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-pretty-job.html' title='My pretty Job'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-5164662792565947483</id><published>2011-06-10T17:38:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:19:39.117-03:00</updated><title type='text'>B.O.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu vou te envolver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Vou te fazer não esquecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;E só querer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Relembrar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Na minha pele macia ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-5164662792565947483?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5164662792565947483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5164662792565947483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/06/bo.html' title='B.O.'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-987096601139886445</id><published>2011-06-08T15:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:24:37.777-03:00</updated><title type='text'>American Legend</title><content type='html'>Sinta na pele meu bem vontade de ficar,&lt;br /&gt;se encontre em mim, no beijo doce,&lt;br /&gt;na delicadeza dos meus contornos se perca,&lt;br /&gt;faça estes caminhos sem cessar,&lt;br /&gt;se cansar pode se escorar no meu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;se enlaçar e descansar.&lt;br /&gt;Posso ser seu leito, seu aconchego,&lt;br /&gt;o primeiro beijo do dia,&lt;br /&gt;e o último depois de tantos outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dois mundos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Dois pólos &lt;/div&gt;Dois corpos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;Dois prazeres&lt;/div&gt;Sintonia delicada&lt;br /&gt;Cheia de dedos&lt;br /&gt;E apertos&lt;br /&gt;E beijos&lt;br /&gt;E muito&lt;br /&gt;Muito calor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-987096601139886445?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/987096601139886445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/987096601139886445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/06/american-legend.html' title='American Legend'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7343203254802037792</id><published>2011-06-05T00:45:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T21:25:19.020-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando eu estou andando, olhando e pensando, essas coisas materiais, não é assim que deve ser, nunca poderia ter acontecido e permanecido desta maneira, e mesmo procurando a outra porta, a outra alternativa, permaneço estática e errática até os ossos para os outros olhos como se eu estivesse sem juízo, pois o correto seria me importar com a opinião massante e estúpida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu sei que tenho muito mais para viver, um leque de opções e oportunidades, de cores e pessoas, de sons e sensações, e me deixo sentir isso sem limite algum, me permito ser livre de todos os paradigmas, dessas correntes que somos condicionados a carregar neste mundo injusto e sujo. Já disse uma vez e repito: Todos tem um poder gigantesco sobre si, mas são cegos demais para tamanha liberdade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As pessoas estão preocupadas demais com o que os outros tem a dizer, como se isto fosse resolver algum problema, e os outros que eu digo, são aqueles que nem sabem da sua existência além das estatísticas, e que falam por multidões, por você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não se deixe enganar, se importe em viver, principalmente a sua vida, em cuidar de si e sempre buscar o melhor porque a dos outros "importantes" ou não, toque o foda-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok, vamos jogar as cartas em sequência,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;porque se eu me perco .. você se ferra,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;e ninguém nessa mesa quer isso,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; sei que pareço insanamente insensata,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas com o tempo você se acostuma&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a enxergar novas coisas,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; e não vai me achar tão esquisita assim ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Afinal, o quer que seja que você queira agora,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;não adianta provocar desse jeito, nem mesmo gritar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lute e conquiste.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7343203254802037792?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7343203254802037792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7343203254802037792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/06/quando-eu-estou-andando-olhando-e.html' title='Fuck Yeah'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4596791191456544846</id><published>2011-05-26T15:04:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T17:02:41.958-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;eu espero, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;eu espero tanto de ti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;de mim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;de nós &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;e do mundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;não vou pedir que me ame,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;não vou sustentar esse desapego,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;se não me queres me deixe ir ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;forma que me vê &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;me perturba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;machuca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; text-align: center;"&gt;e faz doer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4596791191456544846?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4596791191456544846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4596791191456544846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-espero-eu-espero-tanto-de-ti-de-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4886256579338834765</id><published>2011-05-24T15:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T20:54:57.577-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a&amp;nbsp;stupid bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4886256579338834765?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4886256579338834765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4886256579338834765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-crazy-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-5360527232056108927</id><published>2011-05-24T15:24:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T16:53:39.735-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you breaks my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;você o&amp;nbsp;empurra para longe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and me ..&amp;nbsp;candy girl ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;GRITA,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cries softly by inside&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-5360527232056108927?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5360527232056108927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5360527232056108927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-breaks-my-heart-voce-o-chuta-para_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7510178076522924373</id><published>2011-05-23T17:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T17:21:15.102-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A beleza, a complacência destes pequenos atos me encanta.&lt;br /&gt;E a sua inocência diante de cada estupidez, me faz sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;Pequena garota, tão frágil aos olhos do mundo,&lt;br /&gt;mas ainda sim corajosa ao ponto de lutar por ele ..&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;nbsp;mesmo que ninguém se importe, &lt;br /&gt;isso não te faz nem pensar em parar, &lt;br /&gt;em se esquecer da terra que já lhe deu muito, &lt;br /&gt;e que também já tomou de ti &lt;br /&gt;mais do que alguém possa imaginar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não chore, cante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7510178076522924373?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7510178076522924373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7510178076522924373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/05/beleza-complacencia-destes-pequenos.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3018187043141379055</id><published>2011-05-16T08:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T20:51:06.270-02:00</updated><title type='text'>20 Anos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O sabor dessa manhã me remete as dezenove vezes que passei por isto, tem gosto de sabedoria, exitação e esperança. Parabéns Caos, por me sair muito bem nesta desordem, você tem uma certa leveza na forma que desencadeia um inferno de flores, cores e dores, sinto que com o passar do tempo, que a cada mordida na maçã, chegará cada vez mais perto do abismo que te traz tanta confiança e assim segura de si do lugar em que chegou, vai construir um belo jardim, o seu jardim em que as flores mais coloridas e doloridas vão desabrochar, vão sorrir para você, e na delícia desse momento o Parabéns vai ser destinado a única que nós&amp;nbsp;seguramos com tanta delicadeza e amor, a nossa pequena Gessica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3018187043141379055?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3018187043141379055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3018187043141379055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/05/20-anos.html' title='20 Anos'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-2332116682349180899</id><published>2011-05-09T12:45:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T17:05:38.583-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desde que o vi sorrir</title><content type='html'>Meu corpo cansado, minha mente que perturba&lt;br /&gt;Os caminhos que sei que vou seguir, e os que&lt;br /&gt;deixarei para trás ..&lt;br /&gt;Minhas escolhas, suas escolhas,&lt;br /&gt;e a bola do mundo gira, e não para, não para ..&lt;br /&gt;Me deixe subir em seus ombros,&lt;br /&gt;quero ver até onde isto vai,&lt;br /&gt;até onde podemos enxergar o pôr do sol juntos ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venha me pegue pela mão, que não seja para sempre,&lt;br /&gt;mais que seja inexplicavelmente intensa esta delícia&lt;br /&gt;que partilhamos, se era isso, cá estou eu, entregue a você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos subir todas as montanhas, se banhar em todas as águas,&lt;br /&gt;Saborear todas as frutas do mundo, Vamos abraçar a lua ..&lt;br /&gt;Contar as estrelas, desenhar na areia, se amar naquela praia,&lt;br /&gt;E que nossos corpos nus permaneçam entrelaçados num êxtase&lt;br /&gt;de sensações até que o sol volte a sorrir ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-2332116682349180899?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2332116682349180899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2332116682349180899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/05/desde-que-o-vi-sorrir.html' title='Desde que o vi sorrir'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3847734807058199653</id><published>2011-04-24T18:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:20:16.644-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;meu grande amor, me despeço e me despedaço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;me quebrando em pequenos pedaços, que se&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;perdem na dor .. na dor de te deixar ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;não quero ir, muito menos que se vá sem mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nessa confusão das minhas certezas, perco meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;porto seguro, meu quente abrigo e amável ser ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;em prantos tento explicar as razões, as minhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e as tuas em voz baixa, sem conseguir discenir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;em que lugar a tristeza me levou, me deixou e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sucumbiu ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sinto o forte desejo de tê-lo em meus braços,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;de juntar meus pedaços no seu colo seguro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e de me entregar a esta vida com você ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3847734807058199653?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3847734807058199653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3847734807058199653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/04/amor.html' title='Amor . . .'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-945687688747582203</id><published>2011-04-04T10:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T12:16:28.514-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tigresa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uma tigresa de unhas negras e íris cor de mel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Uma mulher, uma beleza que me aconteceu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Esfregando a pele de ouro marrom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do seu corpo contra o meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me falou que o mal é bom e o bem cruel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enquanto os pelos dessa deusa tremem ao vento ateu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ela me conta sem certeza tudo o que viveu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Que gostava de política em mil novecentos e sessenta e seis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E hoje dança no Frenetic Dancin' Days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ela me conta que era atriz e trabalhou no Hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Com alguns homens foi feliz com outros foi mulher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Que tem muito ódio no coração, que tem dado muito amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E espalhado muito prazer e muita dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mas ela ao mesmo tempo diz que tudo vai mudar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Porque ela vai ser o que quis inventando um lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Onde a gente e a natureza feliz, vivam sempre em comunhão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E a tigresa possa mais do que o leão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As garras da felina me marcaram o coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mas as besteiras de menina que ela disse não&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E eu corri pra o violão num lamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E a manhã nasceu azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Como é bom poder tocar um instrumento &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Ney Matogrosso)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-945687688747582203?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/945687688747582203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sorriso'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBq91aUo3GM/TbSVW6ivvjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/PHI3cQ1XNNI/s72-c/jardim_colorido.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-5775536959134925094</id><published>2011-03-22T15:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:29:32.372-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Arraste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-5775536959134925094?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5775536959134925094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5775536959134925094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/03/me-arraste.html' title='Me Arraste'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7087362920823094426</id><published>2011-03-15T14:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T14:15:14.378-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu não sei se quero&amp;nbsp;á esmo mudar o mesmo&lt;br /&gt;A mesma vida em que me fiz feliz e infeliz&lt;br /&gt;Em que me enganei sem pensar&lt;br /&gt;E me apaixonei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu só sei&amp;nbsp;o que não quero, se aproximar&lt;br /&gt;do que me faz perder o tom, o dom e a dó&lt;br /&gt;venha dessa vez&lt;br /&gt;ficar ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;e se deleite enquanto eu me acho ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ao acaso vamos se entregar .. na beleza&lt;br /&gt;na doçura&lt;br /&gt;que fascina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7087362920823094426?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7087362920823094426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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todas as complicações do tempo&lt;br /&gt;eu me afundo nas minhas escolhas, elas&lt;br /&gt;me afogam como eu jamais imaginei ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não me deixei levar, eu acreditava que estava&lt;br /&gt;tudo como deve ser .. mas .. nada é o que parece,&lt;br /&gt;o que parece não é necessáriamente o melhor ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora sim, venha, e me leve com você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4200869918040374815?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4200869918040374815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4200869918040374815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Não se sabe ainda o nome, talvez ele nunca existiu ou só talvez esteja esperando o seu próprio alguém chegar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As cidades se definem pelas cores que as tornam reais, pelas pessoas que caminham por ela, tudo na verdade se define na junção de várias partes, sejam elas carnais ou intocáveis, apenas apreciadas e sentidas, vividas. Não importa por onde se buscam os caminhos, o que importa é se você realmente viveu cada um deles, o que importa é o que você é, o que se tornou, e se na metamorfose de toda a sua vida, no fim de tudo, você mostrou tudo o que desejava, o seu melhor, a mais pura das amizades, o mais puro dos amores, a beleza que não perece só na carne, mas que é imortal em você .. e que ninguém jamais pode tirar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4824481642796344046?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4824481642796344046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4824481642796344046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/02/nascer-para-florescer-florescer-para.html' title='Nascer para florescer, florescer para perecer'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7242666639416552086</id><published>2011-02-11T12:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T12:18:31.463-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não sinto em nada no que tenho que dizer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;simplesmente porque o que era para ser se foi ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nada daquilo faz mais parte de mim,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;se afogou profundamente no esquecimento,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as cicatrizes deixadas, agora sorriem ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7242666639416552086?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7242666639416552086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7242666639416552086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/02/nao-sinto-em-nada-no-que-tenho-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4420629893960474426</id><published>2011-02-07T11:36:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T12:19:46.629-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu quero me encontrar com o mar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu quero ir para fora do cais,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu vou mergulhar e não tenho medo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;você diz que acha que somos a melhor coisa ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E você,&lt;br /&gt;você simplesmente sabe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4420629893960474426?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4420629893960474426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4420629893960474426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/02/eu-quero-me-encontrar-com-o-mar-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4271473212128704664</id><published>2011-02-05T17:27:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T17:28:32.409-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vamos fazer sexo para compensar a lúcidez,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque quando estamos aqui sozinhos, esquecemos&lt;br /&gt;do mundo lá fora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e não tem ..melhor coisa que se faça com um beijo,&lt;br /&gt;quente e úmido, consquistador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me traz de volta, me acende para um último trago,&lt;br /&gt;de devaneios e sensações fugazes,&lt;br /&gt;desenhe com seus dedos meus contornos .. e me&lt;br /&gt;ame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4271473212128704664?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4271473212128704664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4271473212128704664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/02/vamos-fazer-sexo-para-compensar-lucidez.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-2974108475794313718</id><published>2011-01-31T17:04:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T15:58:22.522-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Contagem Regressiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foda-se!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De verdade, sinceramente .. que tudo mais vá para o inferno, de onde nunca deveria ter se atrevido a sair. Não sei mais do que preciso, e não quero pensar sobre isso, não satisfaço meus desejos de qualquer maneira. Cansei de esperar, cansei de perdir permissão para ser ouvida, porque ainda insisto nessa merda?! que diabos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Previsível, maldita palavra, mais quem disse, eu vou fazer engolir .. e nunca mais pronunciá-la. É, eu estou perigosamente raivosa interiormente, sinto vontade de cuspir fogo, e de beber mil doses de vodka até cair, eu até partiria a cara de alguém ou faria sexo atrás do balcão. Sim, também estou extremista. Sou uma bomba relógio de surpresas, quem estiver lá verá!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-2974108475794313718?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2974108475794313718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2974108475794313718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/01/contagem-regressiva.html' title='Contagem Regressiva'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-6379865664565632659</id><published>2011-01-31T09:46:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T17:20:06.201-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje o dia acordou bonito comigo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-6379865664565632659?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6379865664565632659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6379865664565632659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/01/hoje-o-dia-acordou-bonito-comigo.html' title='Hoje o dia acordou bonito comigo.'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4531240190765043817</id><published>2011-01-29T10:38:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T17:29:23.680-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você que não existe igual, e que me acolhe como seu fosse um &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pequeno botão de rosácea,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um triunfo da beleza feminina e dos ideais cantados pelos poetas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para você meu Lord Byron, que carrega doçura e erudição, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu me entrego de veras, com meus olhos escuros e lânguidos de &lt;br /&gt;paixões queixosas, a ti eu pertenço, minha face de mistério, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na verdade denuncia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que&amp;nbsp;te quero, que te amo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4531240190765043817?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4531240190765043817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4531240190765043817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/01/voce-que-nao-existe-igual-e-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7945542068867946144</id><published>2011-01-21T18:45:00.014-02:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T00:41:47.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noites passam, e levam tudo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A neblina esconde o meu sinal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nada esta no lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mas o que preciso esta fora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lá fora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Assim me encontro insaciável,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Caminhando sobre seus passos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me controlo na ânsia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Na vontade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Então olhe para mim, me sinta próxima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;É difícil me beijar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;É doloroso se deixar atrair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Venha, me deixe te mostrar ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me deixe mordiscar seus lábios, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E sentir o cheiro da sua pele&lt;br /&gt;De perto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A minha língua quer brincar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;com o lóbulo da sua orelha,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sinta a minha respiração, meu calor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E me diga que você não quer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É . . isso é muito bom,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;malditamente prazeroso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Um convite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mas Boa Noite, por hoje&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;É só.&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/6879659085469489510-7945542068867946144?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7945542068867946144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7945542068867946144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/01/damn-girl.html' title='Damn Girl'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7891056243220939230</id><published>2011-01-20T17:15:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T13:52:35.769-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Com Tantos Desencontros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Debaixo de uma tempestade eu vi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logo isso me levará, logo você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em seus braços é tarde para implorar ou anular&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entretanto, eu sei que deve ser assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O tempo mortal, me desanima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em noites solitárias eu o vi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E cruelmente você me beijou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seus lábios mascarados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seu encanto quebrado, me encanta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porque eu tentei acreditar,&lt;br /&gt;que sem mim você viveria?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Destino, contra seu testamento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Num instante escasso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ele esperará até que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu me entregue a ele &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7891056243220939230?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7891056243220939230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7891056243220939230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/01/com-tantos-desencontros.html' title='Com Tantos Desencontros'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-1932192913718544790</id><published>2011-01-17T01:36:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:39:38.929-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten</title><content type='html'>Todos os pedaços, do que digo, do que vivo e sinto,&lt;br /&gt;estão amarrados com um fita trançada de intensos nós,&lt;br /&gt;E todos eles, expressam forte, os meus gritos, as minhas&lt;br /&gt;dores ou lamúrias, e sorrisos distantes.&lt;br /&gt;Com todos eles a mostra, não preciso relatar ou revelar&lt;br /&gt;os fatos que estão estampados na minha cara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que esta envolvido, jamais será desfeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por hoje, é só.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-1932192913718544790?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1932192913718544790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1932192913718544790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/01/forgotten.html' title='Forgotten'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3867743139266680389</id><published>2011-01-07T00:49:00.022-02:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:22:52.781-03:00</updated><title type='text'>All my colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E o céu - não irá deixá-la em pedaços&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com tantos reis&lt;br /&gt;Querendo mantê-la sob controle&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;E o mundo na janela se torna clandestino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe um buraco no céu&lt;br /&gt;Onde o sol não brilha&lt;br /&gt;E o relógio na parede&lt;br /&gt;Conta o meu tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem uma canção no ar&lt;br /&gt;Com uma linha 'te amo'&lt;br /&gt;E uma face no vidro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ela parece com a minha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noite chuvosa,&lt;br /&gt;Ando sozinha e ainda assim nunca disse adeus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então eu grito para os tolos&lt;br /&gt;Vou pular do meu trem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; o céu - não irá deixá-la em pedaços ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;nunca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/6879659085469489510-3867743139266680389?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3867743139266680389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3867743139266680389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2011/01/heaven-is-whole-of-heart.html' title='All my colours'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-6493327248239809024</id><published>2010-12-21T02:49:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:23:24.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu espirito me enlouquece, então me mantenho livre.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me sinto pronta, apesar de estar tudo aqui, na minha cabeça, por anos. Uma palavra para mudar o seu olhar sobre mim, qual seria? minha boca se enche de êxtase, mas na espera disto.&lt;br /&gt;O beijo .. seria quente, você perderia a sua cabeça, me seguraria forte, mas mesmo assim, não me teria nas suas mãos. Quero cada pedaço seu, no momento certo, vai dar certo, só não se perca até lá, amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Minha carne, sua carne, o que isso importa? nossa carcaça só faz uma coisa a favor do que pensamos, usa-las para degustar, não só o desejo, mas para satisfazer, você e eu, nesse mundo em que tudo se torna sem alma ou sem importância, vamos viver isso, vamos fazer isso, perder a minha e a sua cabeça. Apenas me abrace e me dê outro beijo, mais quente desta vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-6493327248239809024?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6493327248239809024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6493327248239809024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/12/meu-espirito-me-enlouquece-entao-me.html' title='Meu espirito me enlouquece, então me mantenho livre.'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8904441562704888749</id><published>2010-12-21T02:22:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T02:26:42.982-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Na cama com o Diabo</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Ow damn, eu sei que a minha vida é curta baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas você sabe que prefiro criar um inferno por isto &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Então apenas me deixe, eu me satisfaço no caminho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se não acontecer, vou me perder para sempre.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não vou guardar as minhas lembranças&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;em uma caixa de sapatos no armario&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O que eu quero ser ou fazer é&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olhar esse mundo nos olhos, e viver esta vida até morrer ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pé na estrada, como você já fez&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apenas me deixe seguir adiante&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E me observe por uma hora,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;enquanto eu vou ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pense, que eu ja volto. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8904441562704888749?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8904441562704888749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8904441562704888749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/12/na-cama-com-o-diabo.html' title='Na cama com o Diabo'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8183319052625662123</id><published>2010-12-17T14:34:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:41:03.827-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Passaria menos tempo no "certo e errado" e mais tempo no amor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando você entrou, me tirou o fôlego, e&amp;nbsp;cada sombra se encheu de dúvida. Eu não sei quem você pensa que é,&amp;nbsp;e nem que esteja seguindo rigidamente as regras (o que não recomendo)&amp;nbsp;antes que a noite acabe eu vou fazer coisas más&amp;nbsp;com você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Agora, definitivamente, não&amp;nbsp;sou do tipo que fica acordada a noite inteira em seu quarto,&amp;nbsp;com&amp;nbsp;o coração doente e olhos cheios de tristeza na mão,&amp;nbsp;não sei o que fez comigo, mas sei que&amp;nbsp;isto é verdade: eu quero fazer coisas&amp;nbsp;más com você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assim que&amp;nbsp;você entrou o ar foi embora, eu não sei o que é, mas quando eu olho para você é óbvio para mim, você não tem nada do que eu preciso, mas baby .. você tem tudo que eu quero. E antes que a noite acabe, eu quero fazer coisas más com você. Eu quero fazer coisas realmente más com você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8183319052625662123?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8183319052625662123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8183319052625662123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/12/passaria-menos-tempo-no-certo-e-errado.html' title='Passaria menos tempo no &quot;certo e errado&quot; e mais tempo no amor?'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8796659388765214951</id><published>2010-12-11T13:03:00.011-02:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:51:15.959-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Levada leviana?</title><content type='html'>Tentando .. o tempo passa e eu me embaraço nos movimentos de tudo o que toco e desejo, não que queria que tudo começasse assim, com perdas e tristezas, mas isto é o que vai acontecer quando eu não puder mais tentar. Minha fortaleza se encontra distante e distraída, talvez não queira ver que fim vai tomar, além do caos, que já se sabe próximo, do abismo que esta entre mim e no que eu tenho que fazer. Nasci sediciosa por natureza, e nem mesmo vou contra mim, não consigo, já falei .. tentei muitas vezes mudar, e falhei, ressurgi, indaguei, mas de nada adianta quando isto não é sobre mim. Me afirmo, indisciplinada, desorganizada, confusa em até certo ponto, não consigo decidir sobre pressão .. paro aqui em dizer sobre mim, porque decidi que não quero ser levada, eu sei o caminho, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obrigada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8796659388765214951?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8796659388765214951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8796659388765214951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/12/levada-leviana.html' title='Levada leviana?'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7770199560131676017</id><published>2010-12-07T21:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T12:24:28.795-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Two people in a room, two pieces of my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu coloquei os meus sentimentos em uma colher,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tentei levá-los para a Lua, e derramei o meu amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apenas deixe-me .. me deixar sozinha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Sabe baby, depois que te conheci, você roubou o meu blues,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas eu não quero cair no amor com você, porque um dia,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;um dia eu canto a mesma canção triste para você.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu poderia ser o primeiro amor, a fazer o seu sofrer&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7770199560131676017?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7770199560131676017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7770199560131676017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-people-in-room-two-pieces-of-my.html' title='Two people in a room, two pieces of my heart'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4679259831895447991</id><published>2010-11-28T23:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:18:07.893-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4679259831895447991?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4679259831895447991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4679259831895447991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/11/freak-night.html' title='Freak night'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7002443421741382904</id><published>2010-11-22T15:30:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T15:36:20.432-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Emoção, Querer, Fantasiar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sei disso, mais do que ninguém, e não sei ao certo quando foi que tudo começou, estes desejos tão constantes, que ardem, se reafirmam. Não estou fazendo o que eu deveria ter feito desde o princípio, talvez por alguma razão desconhecida, minha cabeça sabe o que pensa, pelo menos desta vez, me sinto esperançosa com a idéia, porque eu o quero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Buscar, procurar .. estou farta, eu recuo e me recuso aceitar por onde isto caminha, eu sei do que gosto, e dizer em voz alta faz toda a diferença, desta forma a culpa não é minha, não posso impedir o meu corpo de sentir, e indefinidamente expressar nos mais pequenos gestos, o deleitar das minhas vontades mais profundas e obscuras,&amp;nbsp;provindas certamente da&amp;nbsp;minha mente engenhosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7002443421741382904?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7002443421741382904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7002443421741382904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/11/sei-disso-mais-do-que-ninguem-e-nao-sei.html' title='Emoção, Querer, Fantasiar'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-1817004528593305075</id><published>2010-11-16T17:29:00.022-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:18:29.341-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;Velho Jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quente, aqui esta quente, o vento lá fora bate nas minhas janelas que não o deixam entrar, eu sinto, o tilintar das borbulhas de vinho na minha boca, acolhedora, carnuda, macia. A garrafa agora vazia, se torna parte da atmosfera, me torno leve, levada, sorrio no meu caminhar, porque encontro meu objeto de desejo, que acabo por despir com os olhos, não permanecendo nada que eu não vá degustar, então me sirvo, deste manjar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minhas mãos inquietas, escorregam, sentindo as formas, o calor, a cor, e por fim ao gosto minha boca se entrega, ao sabor, isto me toma, exorbitante, delicadamente posso dizer, &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;satisfação&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, em estar se deliciando com o momento, e o meu próximo movimento se repetirá até eu me arrepiar, no virar de mais uma dose de uísque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TOLftIKu39I/AAAAAAAAAF8/nMW6IgVWgcs/s1600/boca.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TOLftIKu39I/AAAAAAAAAF8/nMW6IgVWgcs/s320/boca.bmp" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sex sounds good&amp;nbsp;come on right now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-1817004528593305075?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1817004528593305075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1817004528593305075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/11/velho-jack.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TOLftIKu39I/AAAAAAAAAF8/nMW6IgVWgcs/s72-c/boca.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8487543824838171395</id><published>2010-11-16T01:13:00.015-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T14:02:26.570-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted Mosby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Diga olá e então acene adeus, arranque de mim todas estas dúvidas, me enrole nos lençóis da sua mente, me diga as palavras que não consigo dizer, dei-me isto. Não sei o que pode significar, mas não acho que você seja o que parece, eu admito para mim mesma, sem surpresa nem mistério, nesse teatro que chamo de minha vida, em que não interpreto mais o papel principal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tudo o que eu quero agora é noturno, esperto e soturno, que acabe por me levar, me sucumbir por completo, não deixando nada que ficou para trás em mim, não quero marcas, nem cicatrizes, só as quentes lembranças, e que sejam boas e eternas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu desejo, difícil dizer isso, nessa posição em que me encontro, vagando perdida e sem tempo, minhas vontades já não são tão ouvidas, talvez porque não tenham importância alguma, mas de qualquer modo, o tempo tem que passar, talvez desta maneira eu o encontre, e o sol volte a me iluminar, r-adiante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Just one more time, just one more person, you feel it? the moment is coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8487543824838171395?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8487543824838171395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8487543824838171395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/11/ted-mosby.html' title='Ted Mosby'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-6510219495176540283</id><published>2010-11-12T15:19:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:43:58.528-02:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not a love song</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Nada na fantasia, de que aconteceu, o que se achou, as maravilhas acontecem, no passar do tempo o quebra-cabeças se encaixa, e não se precisa ficar esperando.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-6510219495176540283?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6510219495176540283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6510219495176540283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/11/satisfaco-satisfeita.html' title='This is not a love song'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8476184092469088023</id><published>2010-11-10T15:08:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:19:12.191-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a drink</title><content type='html'>Uma novidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um vestido queimado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um&amp;nbsp;uísque derramado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um momento de exitação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que passou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumiu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas que já mudou tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adoro sorrir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8476184092469088023?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8476184092469088023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8476184092469088023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/11/uma-novidade-um-vestido-queimado-um.html' title='I need a drink'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7587520910992598466</id><published>2010-11-06T21:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T01:45:10.803-02:00</updated><title type='text'>What a hell</title><content type='html'>E se foi, e se perdeu, a vergonha, o medo, a vontade, o orgulho, a estória. Tudo não se passou de um mal entendido, eu gosto de me enganar, ou pelo menos de tentar fazer isso comigo mesma, depois de um tempo você nem nota mais, apenas se lembra de relance o que era na verdade. Esse tempo todo eu percebi que não posso mudar as coisas, não agora, não assim, porque não adianta querer, sem sentir o poder de fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi muitas coisas, sozinha, com as outras pessoas, com o que fizeram contra mim, e com o que eu causei a outras pessoas, sempre quis encontrar a melhor forma de lidar com tudo isso, mas eu não posso mais, não consigo mais, eu estou sozinha, e tenho pressa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7587520910992598466?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7587520910992598466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7587520910992598466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-hell.html' title='What a hell'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-544643334716784333</id><published>2010-11-04T18:15:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T15:21:10.534-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coisas sintilam no meu quarto, mas nada brilha, nada para, tudo resmunga e continua da mesma forma que começou, se era para ser diferente, tomou o mesmo fim, o caos. Quando não se têm mais vantagens, nem ganhos, a inércia continua, e&amp;nbsp;apenas permaneço&amp;nbsp;lacônica, aqui e fora, e para mim mesma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Todos os tempos mudam, o meu tempo muda, as coisas ao meu redor tendiam a mudar, agora nada mais se encontra onde devia estar, as gavetas mudaram de lugar, as chaves se perderam na última viagem, isso resume, no que eu não me deixo fazer, entusiasmar-se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-544643334716784333?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/544643334716784333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/544643334716784333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/11/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-1279986539857125092</id><published>2010-10-21T16:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T16:18:02.774-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fui levada</title><content type='html'>Não tenho muita informação que preste, muito menos algo que se prese, tentei fazer, tentei pessoas, tentei sumir, nada disso funciona, nem um choque imediato. Cabeça bagunçada, sentimento de que levaram algo, ou me levaram, ou eu fui levada, levada ao ponto de causar tudo, causo, eu causo, tudo o que me rodeia me causa naúseas, não queria ser levada, eu só quero a resposta de que amanhã eu vou conseguir, eu vou sumir, evaporar, ser levada .. com a água, desta vez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-1279986539857125092?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1279986539857125092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/1279986539857125092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/10/fui-levada.html' title='Fui levada'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-428825247757105827</id><published>2010-10-21T16:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T16:11:01.069-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sufocada</title><content type='html'>Não consigo mais, as paredes estão delimitando o meu espaço, dedos indicadores apontam o que eu não faço, o problema esta aumentando, e não consigo apenas dizer o que preciso. Complicações, elas estão por toda parte, só não quero encontra-las, por mais que sejam minhas,&amp;nbsp;me perseguindo&amp;nbsp;por onde vou. Será que esta na hora? Posso mesmo ir?&lt;br /&gt;Eu devia tentar, eu já devia ter tentado, não preciso mais ser cautelosa, muito menos explicar o que nunca foi dito, apenas visto ou nem isso. Amanhã vai começar de novo, e não vou encontrar a resposta para você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;sufoco, profundo, sufoquei,&amp;nbsp;amargamente, sufocada&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-428825247757105827?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/428825247757105827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/428825247757105827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/10/sufocada.html' title='Sufocada'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-6110395796457330139</id><published>2010-10-07T21:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T16:34:04.309-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Irradie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;com o seu sorriso, e&amp;nbsp;um andar despreocupado, cansado, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;da futilidade de vários lados, do planeta, já na cabeceira, direto para o caos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melhor do que ver, é sentir.&lt;/em&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;irradie&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/6879659085469489510-6110395796457330139?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6110395796457330139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6110395796457330139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/10/irradie.html' title='Irradie!'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-2009323620758181824</id><published>2010-10-05T14:19:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:23:53.577-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Assim os dias passam, e eu estou morrendo sem poder morrer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tenho planejado intensamente na minha mente, e me sinto bem por estar dando certo, desta vez eu vou. Penso em como os dias passam e inevitavelmente eles levam um pouco da minha vida com eles, não posso impedir .. quem me dera se pudesse, quem dera se alguém pudesse impedir, será que assim aproveitaríamos? acho que não.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Minha vida é uma só,&amp;nbsp;e nada do que&amp;nbsp;vejo nas revistas, jornais, tv,&amp;nbsp;ou que&amp;nbsp;ouço no rádio, me&amp;nbsp;interessa, eu só quero aproveitar o que este mundo&amp;nbsp;oferece naturalmente, sem interferência inútil e desnecessária dos meios de comunicação, as pequenas coisas que só podem ser sentidas com o toque da mão, com o suor na testa, com o fôlego a mil, cruzando fronteiras e aproveitando cada pedaço, de&amp;nbsp;cada lugar, de&amp;nbsp;uma pessoa, de cada sensação. &lt;br /&gt;Não&amp;nbsp;se deixa o&amp;nbsp;interior envelhecer, a juventude, a beleza de querer e fazer, é deliciosamente necessária para simplesmente ir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- respire comigo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-2009323620758181824?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2009323620758181824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2009323620758181824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/10/assim-os-dias-passam-e-eu-estou.html' title='Assim os dias passam, e eu estou morrendo sem poder morrer.'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-5471890429253458826</id><published>2010-10-01T15:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T12:19:05.488-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me impedir seria perda de tempo e completa falta de entendimento, entre o que pensamos juntos e o que fazemos sozinhos. Ando só, amo andar só, mas não em estar só. Distância como a sinto é só um gemido, assim sempre vivo mais nunca atenta, apenas com vontade de sair mais uma vez, talvez o que me falta é acabar com o que me mata. Eu sou o certo e o errado, que se divide mas que não tem duas partes, na verdade o que existe, ofereço a outra face, mas não esqueço o que me fazem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-5471890429253458826?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5471890429253458826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5471890429253458826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/10/me-impedir-seria-perda-de-tempo-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-4894812592143501369</id><published>2010-09-27T20:38:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T14:46:36.243-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Na quietude em que me encontro, percebo como este dia nublado úmido e frio, influência na&amp;nbsp;continuidade da minha&amp;nbsp;inércia, talvez eu não queira mesmo reagir, porque esta tudo bem assim, os dias passam e eu prefiro assim. Me distraio, e isso o faço muito bem, me fazendo passar por isto sem que eu perceba nitidamente a força da tormenta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-4894812592143501369?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4894812592143501369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/4894812592143501369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/na-quietude-em-que-me-encontro-percebo.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3022212789077455273</id><published>2010-09-26T19:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:52:50.373-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda não parei de Correr</title><content type='html'>Acho que esqueci,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o que fazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando me lembrar de você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3022212789077455273?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3022212789077455273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3022212789077455273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/ainda-nao-parei-de-correr.html' title='Ainda não parei de Correr'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8420641126775444804</id><published>2010-09-24T15:08:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:55:36.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristeza da dor ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;não quero que seja fácil &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nem que se torne esquecível,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preciso sentir isso,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois a torna &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainda real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em mim . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8420641126775444804?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8420641126775444804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8420641126775444804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/tristeza-da-dor.html' title='Tristeza da dor ..'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-2001486644320129466</id><published>2010-09-24T14:57:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:57:03.125-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;morri pela primeira vez dia 21/09/2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei, eu apenas sinto, não quero me mover, apenas sentir isso, desta forma, com o tempo eu vou me confortar, e a dor da perda não será mais fugaz, apenas as lembranças machucam, e me trazem de volta para a realidade do &lt;i&gt;nunca mais&lt;/i&gt;, que nunca mais vou vê-la, senti-la .. ouvi-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela não esta aqui,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o tormento e o desespero são meus novos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;companheiros . .﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-2001486644320129466?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2001486644320129466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2001486644320129466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/morri-pela-primiera-vez-dia-21092010.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-2194193301190518620</id><published>2010-09-20T17:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T17:03:11.676-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Absorta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;O meus &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;lábios&lt;/span&gt; pensam nos &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;teus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Eles sabem o Querem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rapidamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Encontrar os seus﻿ ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-2194193301190518620?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2194193301190518620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/2194193301190518620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/absorta.html' title='Absorta'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-7007398054696252895</id><published>2010-09-20T17:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:21:05.068-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Afeto Discreto</title><content type='html'>Mesmo em um dia de chuva,&lt;br /&gt;Nós estamos sob o Sol ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;E o que faço agora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;com essa &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;pervertida&lt;/span&gt; vontade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;de pedir para você ficar?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-7007398054696252895?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7007398054696252895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/7007398054696252895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/afeto-discreto.html' title='Afeto Discreto'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3658834392607113178</id><published>2010-09-10T14:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T14:44:13.458-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje vai ser um dia contagioso, O dia do Contagioso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I like to smile, i like see you smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3658834392607113178?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3658834392607113178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/3658834392607113178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/sorria.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-6203382846850011567</id><published>2010-09-09T17:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T17:36:31.615-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Vibes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sinto como se meu dia passasse de repente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;como um grito ou estalar de dedos, as confusões, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;os pensamentos de outras pessoas, não me confundem mais, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ouço o que quero e&amp;nbsp;digo o que precisa ser dito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O que mais eu posso querer, senão um vinho seco e tinto?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-6203382846850011567?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6203382846850011567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/6203382846850011567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/positive-vibes.html' title='Positive Vibes'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-8778341938208176244</id><published>2010-09-05T22:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:00:41.692-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Na luz do Sol</title><content type='html'>Sentada, aqui .. neste vento de planície, sinto o sussurrar dele em meu ouvido ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que poderia me levar com você?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como a poeira que se assenta, como as folhas de outono .. gostaria que me levasse com você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-8778341938208176244?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8778341938208176244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/8778341938208176244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/na-luz-do-sol.html' title='Na luz do Sol'/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-5062657662890803254</id><published>2010-09-04T20:28:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T14:45:55.082-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pense comigo, porque será que as vezes tudo se torna complicado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So easy .. please torne tudo so easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É eu estava errada, isto é forte, mas não indeciso, passo por muita coisa, e até gosto disso, de lidar com o que eu tenho nas minhas mãos, na minha frente, e minhas escolhas acabam me levando para os fins mais inusitados, acho que isso é viver, por isso gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de ler, de falar, de tocar (pessoas, violão, meu traveseiro, minha gata, minha guitarra), very nice . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, ninguém precisa gostar de participar disto, mas me delicio com as companhias .. as pessoas tem muito o que oferecer, quando se valhe a pena ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar, trocar uma ideia,&amp;nbsp; o problema é quando os pensamentos passam rápido demais ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem, espere eu dormir ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-5062657662890803254?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5062657662890803254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6879659085469489510/posts/default/5062657662890803254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com/2010/09/aaaaaaaaaaah-venha-ca.html' title=''/><author><name>Caos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03295355454917122503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnfDoK2-Vd4/TQZlDaJyHlI/AAAAAAAAAII/SVQ3kOXUov8/S220/gessica_ITU_SP.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6879659085469489510.post-3076557872617284533</id><published>2010-09-03T11:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:28:22.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfeita Sintonia</title><content type='html'>eu só sei que eu sinto. &lt;br /&gt;simples assim, &lt;br /&gt;como vinho e viola&lt;br /&gt;perfume e flor&lt;br /&gt;pele e cheiro&lt;br /&gt;eu e você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6879659085469489510-3076557872617284533?l=nacabeceiradocaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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