<?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-4289684620718635490</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:42:07.286+12:00</updated><category term='E'/><title type='text'>Yolanda Cristina</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-1405015479068540801</id><published>2010-07-12T06:39:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T07:12:55.651+12:00</updated><title type='text'>A uma Linda Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/TDoXnVidznI/AAAAAAAAAvc/wLrqfrzv2J4/s1600/Red_Lips_by_daftpunk22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/TDoXnVidznI/AAAAAAAAAvc/wLrqfrzv2J4/s400/Red_Lips_by_daftpunk22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492728660095782514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
 
Nao te amo como se fosse rosa de sal,topázio 
ou flecha de cravos que propagam fogo.
Te amo como se amam certas coisas obscuras
secretamente entre a sombra e a alma.

Te amo como a planta que nao floresce e leva
dentro de si oculta a luz daquelas flores,
e graças a teu amor vive escuro meu corpo
O apertado amor que se ascendeu da terra.

Te amo sem saber como,nem quando,nem onde,
te amo diretamente sem problemas nem orguho
assim te amo porque nao sei amar de outra maneira.

Teus amplos olhos sao a luz que tenho
das constelaçoes celestiais.
Tua pele palpita como caminhos.
Tu és o universo multiplicado.

Sei que existes porque teus olhos voam
e dao a luz as coisas como janela aberta.
Sao suaves e belos como se fosse musica transparente como as janelas da alma
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posso lhe sentir
Tocando me .
Toque me novamente para que possa me sentir viva
Diga me o que sente
Diga me o que se passa em sua mente
Diga me, diga me, diga me, que me amas!



Incansavelmente tenho lhe sentindo no meu peito.
O frio nos envolve
O frio nos torna um
O teu ar penetra me agudamente levando me
aos mais profundos desejos


Toque me novamente
Toque me incessantemente
Toque me profundamente !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-2016384784291680909?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/2016384784291680909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=2016384784291680909' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/2016384784291680909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/2016384784291680909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2010/04/touch-me-my-dear.html' title='Touch me My Dear &apos;'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S8JzBQ7zlzI/AAAAAAAAAq4/1CrzPe-iKAo/s72-c/Blood_Black_Lips_by_EmeryRose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-4859122105923639789</id><published>2010-02-10T12:57:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:30:11.998+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Carta de Elizabeth - 1687</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S3IKSHxzzCI/AAAAAAAAApM/5YrCFWuCCQQ/s1600-h/Blood_Stained_Words_by_AndyASYLUM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S3IKSHxzzCI/AAAAAAAAApM/5YrCFWuCCQQ/s400/Blood_Stained_Words_by_AndyASYLUM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436419006631496738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estava seguindo meu caminho
Sonhando com algo que me fizesse melhor mas nao tinha certeza se conseguiria sem voçe.
Tentei a cada instante encontrar o teu singelo olhar em flores margarida.
Andei pelas ruas e vales e tinha duvidas se estava realmente no caminho certo.
Te desejei a todo instante.
Lutei, lutei constantemente contra tudo e todos uma luta contra a minha alma.
Te quis somente pra mim. 
Porem vi que estava sendo muito dificil controlar meus impulsos e pensamentos.
Parei e pensei ..conclui que estava fora de mim .
Louca?! Poderia eu chegar a esse ponto?!
Delirios diários e ilusoes que persistia me consumir.
Visoes...que vinham a tona me lembrando o que vivemos a muito tempo e isso me dominava sempre.
Nao consegui suportar, nao consegui suportar essa dor que me corruia incessantemente.
E por varias vezes a tua imagem se tornava presente nos meus sonhos.
Nao sabia o que fazer ou se estava perdida na minha mente.
Todo dia pecorria uma rua apertada, aquela que costumavamos andar juntos.
Prometemos um ao outro que seriamos apenas um, apenas um corpo e alma.
Por que voçe se foi?!
Ainda hoje persisto em entender.Nós nos amavamos!
E prometi pra mim mesma que enquanto fôlego existisse em mim eu te amaria !
Mas nao pude suportar.
E agora estou aqui mergulhada em ilusoes e solidao sendo envolvida por lágrimas,
lágrimas de cor escura desejando viver novamente.
Se for possivel, eu viverei novamente, pois a carne esta morta!
mas o meu espirito persiste em viver .
Eu acredito na outra vida .



Eternamente Elizabeth , 1687/Aphril&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-4859122105923639789?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/4859122105923639789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=4859122105923639789' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/4859122105923639789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/4859122105923639789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2010/02/carta-de-elizabeth-1687.html' title='Carta de Elizabeth - 1687'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S3IKSHxzzCI/AAAAAAAAApM/5YrCFWuCCQQ/s72-c/Blood_Stained_Words_by_AndyASYLUM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-5822189141197847874</id><published>2010-02-07T09:09:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T09:38:21.624+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S23gaUri8GI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2reteQUdv5s/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+IMG1585A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S23gaUri8GI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2reteQUdv5s/s400/C%C3%B3pia+de+IMG1585A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435247068138631266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Nos teus olhos mergulhei 
O teu amoor encontreei.
Anos a sua procura meu amor e hoje 
pude te observar como se fosse a primeira vez..aquela vez que nos conhecemos
longe de tudo e todos !
E te olhando profundamente penso
Nas tuas flores ..aquelas que me deste na nossa primeira vez ,
rego as de amor e paixao a todo instante.

Observaste a diferença
a simples essencia desse amor?!
Algo tao singelo e puro ,
É o que eu sinto meu amor 
Aproveite deste licor misturado com amor que lhe ofereço, pois ainda esta fresco !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-5822189141197847874?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/5822189141197847874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=5822189141197847874' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/5822189141197847874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/5822189141197847874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2010/02/nos-teus-olhos-mergulhei-o-teu-amoor.html' title=''/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S23gaUri8GI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2reteQUdv5s/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+IMG1585A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-2919967341555169597</id><published>2010-01-24T14:42:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:52:10.782+12:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Circle '</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S1u0CEjRo3I/AAAAAAAAAmc/M3G8q95sOLc/s1600-h/a_perfect_circle_-_mer_de_noms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S1u0CEjRo3I/AAAAAAAAAmc/M3G8q95sOLc/s400/a_perfect_circle_-_mer_de_noms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430131723399701362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


A Perfect Circle uma banda que conheci e viciei e que me vi por um instante possuida por essa musica envolvente 
(Muito Boa Mesmo) ,

Frase do dia :

By Yolanda Cristina : Negar o que eu era ( Nao )Eu posso sentir la me possuindo como antes !

Beijim Boa Noite ,&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-2919967341555169597?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/2919967341555169597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=2919967341555169597' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/2919967341555169597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/2919967341555169597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2010/01/perfect-circle.html' title='A Perfect Circle &apos;'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S1u0CEjRo3I/AAAAAAAAAmc/M3G8q95sOLc/s72-c/a_perfect_circle_-_mer_de_noms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-3217599447171352324</id><published>2010-01-22T14:50:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:53:33.619+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S1kS-1J6EfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Ow1jSibjEow/s1600-h/IMG1267A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S1kS-1J6EfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Ow1jSibjEow/s400/IMG1267A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429391696401666546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-3217599447171352324?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/3217599447171352324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=3217599447171352324' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/3217599447171352324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/3217599447171352324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S1kS-1J6EfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Ow1jSibjEow/s72-c/IMG1267A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-3696337690385554927</id><published>2009-12-31T10:59:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:02:04.922+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Novamente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SzvbRwKSGzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/pq8eXZFh84U/s1600-h/OgAAAMdm_B1NKc3Ocio68SzTZlg7skSXYvNNespFQ0CrCS-cbN5TtmXpqQ-I00L9wrvne3bXCwLAt-RqkACZz3GiOTQAm1T1UBeR-bY78BepGTos2O7MuwHc76LA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SzvbRwKSGzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/pq8eXZFh84U/s400/OgAAAMdm_B1NKc3Ocio68SzTZlg7skSXYvNNespFQ0CrCS-cbN5TtmXpqQ-I00L9wrvne3bXCwLAt-RqkACZz3GiOTQAm1T1UBeR-bY78BepGTos2O7MuwHc76LA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421167674502814514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Tanto tempo que eu nao aparecia por aqui.
E muitas coisas aconteceram tanto favoraveis como nao
mudei mais uma vez meu visual ..sai do loiro e voltei a ser morena novamente
parece q quando sou morena encontro o meu "eu" sou eu e nao uma mascara.
E nao somente isso mas coisas boas realmente aconteceram e espero que dure por mais algum tempo.
E o ano chegando ao fim e vindo outro
e sempre que se encerra um pedimos as mesmas coisas
e a esperança brota mais uma vez nos nossos coraçoes ..e o interessante 
que só no fim do ano que as pessoas se lembram das coisas
mais importantes.
Torcemos sempre que no proximo ano as coisas melhorem porem nao eh bem
assim que funciona pois a cada ano vemos noticias e mais noticias terriveis
e sempre mais cruéis, lamentavelmente eh assim o que tem acontecido
Pedimos para Deus amor,paz,felicidade,esperança...e muitos se esquecem do 
principal..que é agradecer a Deus por mais um ano vivido por ter passado bem.
Que nesse ano nao venhamos pedir e sim agradecer por ter o privilegio de estarmos vivos e com saude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-3696337690385554927?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/3696337690385554927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=3696337690385554927' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/3696337690385554927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/3696337690385554927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/12/novamente.html' title='Novamente...'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SzvbRwKSGzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/pq8eXZFh84U/s72-c/OgAAAMdm_B1NKc3Ocio68SzTZlg7skSXYvNNespFQ0CrCS-cbN5TtmXpqQ-I00L9wrvne3bXCwLAt-RqkACZz3GiOTQAm1T1UBeR-bY78BepGTos2O7MuwHc76LA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-6621237319975721242</id><published>2009-12-03T11:30:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:02:46.830+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Outro Lado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SxcAGg1jEiI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ABhtc5-6sPA/s1600-h/b167670994f266837cfaf7833634a1fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SxcAGg1jEiI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ABhtc5-6sPA/s400/b167670994f266837cfaf7833634a1fc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410793589202686498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Numa densa cidade coberta de sonhos e ilusoes.
Pessoas cultuam no templo universal deuses e feiticeiros manchados por uma batalha contraditoria e feridos de sangue nao encontram mais o perfume doce de uma vida passada.
E permanecem atualmente esquecidos por todos.
Ossos despedaçados e carnes estraçalhadas encontram se jogados alimentando seres miseraveis.Gritos de dor e sofrimento sao ouvidos pelos horrores , almas correm sem um lugar como objetivo e as feras vem logo atras ansciando o sangue destas criaturas.
Uma batalha sem fim entre os grandes é travada a todo instante e em um lugar bem distante lembra se o que antes predominava a alegria de uma criança.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-6621237319975721242?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/6621237319975721242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=6621237319975721242' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/6621237319975721242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/6621237319975721242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-outro-lado.html' title='Do Outro Lado'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SxcAGg1jEiI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ABhtc5-6sPA/s72-c/b167670994f266837cfaf7833634a1fc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-6987780523019575524</id><published>2009-11-25T05:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:22:27.353+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Eu ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SwwWTIBu-xI/AAAAAAAAAk0/sOcQPc7__Jw/s1600/1258928099974_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SwwWTIBu-xI/AAAAAAAAAk0/sOcQPc7__Jw/s400/1258928099974_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407721770393205522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Fotinha Nova ai .

Beijo;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-6987780523019575524?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/6987780523019575524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=6987780523019575524' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/6987780523019575524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/6987780523019575524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-eu-d.html' title='Eu Eu ;D'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SwwWTIBu-xI/AAAAAAAAAk0/sOcQPc7__Jw/s72-c/1258928099974_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-8890578687155359395</id><published>2009-11-17T11:39:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T11:49:19.343+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensaçoes,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SwHk7nlvNDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/6D8bdSkol4I/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SwHk7nlvNDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/6D8bdSkol4I/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404852740711986226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Tem dias como que sinto vontade de sair correndo 
por alguma estrada em direçao ao horizonte tentando chegar em algum
lugar onde posso esquecer tudo em minha volta e meditar por momentos 
e poder sentir o vento passar por meus cabelos e ouvir a musica vinda de longe
 Meu amooor se degenerou o que quero neste instante eh poder amar novamente
como um dia amei alguem, será que conseguirei novamente sentir o meu coraçao disparar novamente?! rs disparar ele dispara mas nao como gostar de alguem em especial algo estranho, serei eu seca?! Coisas me fazem refletir e penso em que ando lendo muitas historias fantasiosas (risos)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-8890578687155359395?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/8890578687155359395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=8890578687155359395' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/8890578687155359395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/8890578687155359395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/11/sensacoes.html' title='Sensaçoes,'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SwHk7nlvNDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/6D8bdSkol4I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-4249302874237837107</id><published>2009-11-03T11:48:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:08:13.274+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Estranho isso, very good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Su90Mk6l0NI/AAAAAAAAAjw/_jwzVx6W6Hk/s1600-h/I_ate_my_cat__by_MoOnshine90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399662237657190610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Su90Mk6l0NI/AAAAAAAAAjw/_jwzVx6W6Hk/s400/I_ate_my_cat__by_MoOnshine90.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Hoje um dia meiio tenso!

Porém isso me faz bem...pois penso e reflito em certas coisas
q sempre vao e voltam em minha mente.
Algo q se foi mas se torna presente a cada dia.
Desfrutar alguns sonhos parece quase impossivel pra mim
Uma fantasia q só existe em minha mente..mas sei que eh algo
q será levado constantemente na minha jornada d vida e nao posso fugir, só q tento
mas novamente sou puxada e me encontro no msm lugar e pensamento.
Presa eh o q se pode dizer.
Sabe quando vem aquela ancia de sumir do mapa?!
É o q sinto sempre quando me encontro perdida no meu mundo.
Onde uma pessoa só sabe do q falo.
Onde pensamos e sonhamos igualmente.
Apesar d tudo, Me sinto tao bem por ser assim ....rs Gosto desse meu lado perturbado!

Beijoos'


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Hoje resolvei postar uma foto minha'


Hihi.

Beijos meus queridos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-8461522289796528321?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/8461522289796528321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=8461522289796528321' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/8461522289796528321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/8461522289796528321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/10/me.html' title='Me *'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/StTnjDE-RyI/AAAAAAAAAjg/DcX8VpSyqGM/s72-c/1254699221933_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-7685053288027294508</id><published>2009-10-12T05:44:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:29:15.856+12:00</updated><title type='text'>O Lugar e um Sonho distante '</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/StIid-bYr3I/AAAAAAAAAjY/_pkxHIl3lTg/s1600-h/Celtic_Harp_Musician_by_Whitetag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/StIid-bYr3I/AAAAAAAAAjY/_pkxHIl3lTg/s400/Celtic_Harp_Musician_by_Whitetag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391409602285318002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Uma batalha entre reis e majestades.
Onde cinzas sao entregues ao altar e lágrimas escoam de olhos sofridos.
A esperança ja se encontra morta a tanta desolaçao de um mundo que esta entregue a devastaçao dos seres que habitam nesta densa escuridao.Uma terra onde choro vira canto e tristeza se torna alegria a muitos desorientados e perdidos nos seus proprios conceitos.
Numa terra distante pode-se sentir um ar inebriante e envolvente distante de tudo isso aqui presenciado. Tambores e sinos batem fortemente num mesmo ritmo povos e naçoes saem para apreciar esta nova melodia de suas vidas.
Crianças  que vivem livres e pessoas que vivem a nova imagem de um espetaculo aberto e agradavel. Pestilências e patologias se tornam escassa.
E este ar se aparece constante dia e noite nada se altera neste mundo irreal fixo.
O coral preto e branco cantam neste mesmo instante dando boas vindas a aqueles que de muito longe vieram, para desfrutar de uma nova rotina de vida onde antes a monotonia era pertubadora.
Um sonho que foi repassado a várias civilizaçoes porém muitos desses povos se afundaram em ambiçoes e desejo de poder.
E puderam  dormir e sonhar igual a esta criança por uma paz distante e fora de seus alcance.
As luzes brilham, o coral esta recebendo de braços erguidos mais uma alma.
Uma alma cansada de lutar contra forças inimigas, uma alma que sempre desejou ter mais que um simples gesto de amor. Uma alma cansada que porém vive e tem muita sede vitoria e força de vontade VOÇE!
Entre neste ambiente dominado por almas vivas e que sentem se atraídas a voçe aprecie deste mundo revelador e transpasse a eles o bom que tens.

Welcome to your own dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-7685053288027294508?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/7685053288027294508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=7685053288027294508' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/7685053288027294508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/7685053288027294508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-lugar-e-um-sonho-distante.html' title='O Lugar e um Sonho distante &apos;'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/StIid-bYr3I/AAAAAAAAAjY/_pkxHIl3lTg/s72-c/Celtic_Harp_Musician_by_Whitetag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-2783711573733970762</id><published>2009-09-28T08:25:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T09:10:45.693+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Problemas de saúde pública no Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sr_NWeXt-4I/AAAAAAAAAjI/PWpjjw5oh1M/s1600-h/saude_mangabeira1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sr_NWeXt-4I/AAAAAAAAAjI/PWpjjw5oh1M/s400/saude_mangabeira1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386249465351764866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Há tempos que a saúde pública no Brasil vem em queda constante.Problemas relacionados a higiene sanitária,a falta de investimentos e um atendimento padronizado vem desde os nossos antepassados.
Hoje esses problemas continuam em evidência.Um grande numero de pessoas sem acesso a saúde pública tem contribuindo para a alta taxa de mortalidade,não que elas queiram estar nessa estatística,mas sim por falta de investimento dos líderes do governo nesta importantíssima causa.
Hospitais cheios,escassez de profissionais e de pessoas capacitadas atuando em regiões precárias do Brasil é o que se tem visto,desde antes como agora.É fato que a medicina tem se avançado porém nem todos tem uma "relação" com ela.
No Brasil a saúde nunca foi vista como algo indispensável para o ser humano,anos e anos se tem passado e progresso algum tem se tido.Ver a saúde com outros olhos é o que deve se fazer,melhorando as áreas de atendimento hospitalares ampliando mais opções para profissionais e técnicos atuar,é o que tem que ser feito.Com isso a taxa de expectativa de vida no futuro próximo aumentará.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-2783711573733970762?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/2783711573733970762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=2783711573733970762' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/2783711573733970762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/2783711573733970762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/09/os-problemas-de-saude-publica-no-brasil.html' title='Os Problemas de saúde pública no Brasil'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sr_NWeXt-4I/AAAAAAAAAjI/PWpjjw5oh1M/s72-c/saude_mangabeira1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-3747537983283746757</id><published>2009-09-15T11:09:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:22:26.460+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu acredito '</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sq7P4EvHcXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/U36Y5HddUpA/s1600-h/Love_Story_by_complejo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sq7P4EvHcXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/U36Y5HddUpA/s400/Love_Story_by_complejo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381467167005307250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Neste mesmo instante. 
Esta musica penetra em meu ser..trazendo em mim,
sensaçoes que vao me deixando anestesiada
como a palma da sua deslizando sobre meu corpo.
Vou desejando estar com voce e vejo que voce me faz bem.
Eu acredito em tudo que vem de voce.
Eu acredito que podemos estar sempre juntos.
O meu coraçao dispara,um sentimento que dói só, 
de saber que posso te perder.
Neste momento aprecio suas palavras susurrantes dizendo: Eu te amo.
Passei semanas esperando por isso e sei que agora tenho vc eternamente 
em meus pensamentos.
Eu acredito no nosso amoor.


Believe ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-3747537983283746757?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/3747537983283746757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=3747537983283746757' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/3747537983283746757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/3747537983283746757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/09/eu-acredito.html' title='Eu acredito &apos;'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sq7P4EvHcXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/U36Y5HddUpA/s72-c/Love_Story_by_complejo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-7194284546836057564</id><published>2009-09-11T11:27:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:12:02.030+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Ligue me '</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SqmVMVwxj1I/AAAAAAAAAi4/ksSQhF45vGY/s1600-h/Such_a_lonely_day_by_Cem3teryDrive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SqmVMVwxj1I/AAAAAAAAAi4/ksSQhF45vGY/s400/Such_a_lonely_day_by_Cem3teryDrive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379995269103456082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Por tanto tempo esperei na vida
um sentindo para entender certas coisas,coisas que fizeste comigo,
um sentindo dificil de se interpretar e que tento mas nao consigo entender.Observando e me deliciando desse lindo horizonte
estou esperando ansciosamente uma resposta sendo traga pela brisa de 
seus olhos.
Ligue me hoje...Estou a anos esperando desesperadamente por apenas um Oi seu.
A nostalgia esta tomando conta de meu ser,uma saudade que dói e sei que nao terei vc de volta.
A fumaça de minha boca tem revelado formas a anos.
As lágrimas de meus olhos tem se mostrado constantes.
Ligue me agora continuo a aguardar neste mesmo lugar e hora pois me mostro forte
a esperar por tua resposta.
Suportando a tudo e todos,continuo prosta a ser útil.
Ligue me ainda hoje pois aqui tive que esperar por anos.
Por um Adeus seu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-7194284546836057564?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/7194284546836057564/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=7194284546836057564' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/7194284546836057564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/7194284546836057564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/09/ligue-me.html' title='Ligue me &apos;'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SqmVMVwxj1I/AAAAAAAAAi4/ksSQhF45vGY/s72-c/Such_a_lonely_day_by_Cem3teryDrive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-687020333988670333</id><published>2009-09-06T08:10:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T08:21:19.047+12:00</updated><title type='text'>O Jogo  '</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SqLH-pYipRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/sV0cfdS_vd4/s1600-h/Bjork_is_my_hero_by_druggedfairytalepppp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SqLH-pYipRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/sV0cfdS_vd4/s400/Bjork_is_my_hero_by_druggedfairytalepppp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378080784108397842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Sempre estamos juntos. Jogando os mesmas cartas e sonhos,
Pq nao mudamos um pouco?
Eu quero andar por essa estrada jogando cartas de verdade,para sentir me
mais suave.
O mundo gira em torno de nossas ambiçoes. As cartas estao a mesa escolha a sua e jogue novamente.
Agora simplesmente beije me e aprecie me.
Toque me lentamente sinta me intensamente.
Tente saborear este jogo que tal?
Descendo suavemente seus labios sobre os meus aproveite esse momento.
O meu jogo te alucina,
O meu jogo te excita,
Respire fundo, 
As cartas estao sobre a mesa...escolha a sua!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-687020333988670333?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/687020333988670333/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=687020333988670333' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/687020333988670333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/687020333988670333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-jogo.html' title='O Jogo  &apos;'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SqLH-pYipRI/AAAAAAAAAiw/sV0cfdS_vd4/s72-c/Bjork_is_my_hero_by_druggedfairytalepppp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-6982512768745242432</id><published>2009-08-26T10:45:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:56:12.721+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Delírio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SpRsAGxqmFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/lFNjKAZcjJs/s1600-h/This_will_be_rOck_n_rOll_by_r0ck_n_r0ll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SpRsAGxqmFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/lFNjKAZcjJs/s320/This_will_be_rOck_n_rOll_by_r0ck_n_r0ll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374039004434569298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Tem dias que queria poder entender meus proprios pensamentos.
Me sinto perdida,está uma bagunça em minha cabeça.
Eu tenho que entender o q há comigo,
Quando te vejo perco o chao..tantas coisas giram em torno de mim
Como posso saber?
Quero mais,quero mais..mais te ter.
O que acontece quando queremos muito uma pessoa?
Chegamos ao ponto de enlouquecer?
Eu só quero entender tais sensaçoes..e pensamentos
Pois só estao voltados a voce.
É como se tomasse o ar que respiro me sinto sufocada,sinto me sencivel
Voce pode ver?Voce pode ver o que fez comigo?!
As pessoas dizem que sou louca ...mas ninguem entende!
Sou um pássaro sem direçao procurando aonde pousar
Estou caindo ...caindo neste precipicio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-6982512768745242432?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/6982512768745242432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=6982512768745242432' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/6982512768745242432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/6982512768745242432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/08/delirio.html' title='Delírio'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SpRsAGxqmFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/lFNjKAZcjJs/s72-c/This_will_be_rOck_n_rOll_by_r0ck_n_r0ll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-3084795834674234370</id><published>2009-08-13T11:18:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:00:40.688+12:00</updated><title type='text'>-    Nao Pare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SoNOnRu64JI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/allELNS0dH8/s1600-h/just_life____by_coheper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SoNOnRu64JI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/allELNS0dH8/s320/just_life____by_coheper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369221617437827218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Desfrute suas vontades. 
O amor é incondicional.
Queira ser livre e pecorrer esse mundo a fora por
lugares aonde vc nem imagina estar.
Liberte – se.
Corra, Grite Dance e não pare!
Eu sei o que se passa,
Eu acredito que você pode.
E sei que pode ser verdade, Querer ir muito mais adiante!
Olhe para o horizonte e não se Prive.
Ele é sem limite. Assim como você!
Tire forças de onde você nao imaginar ter, use de todas suas forças físicas
e emocionais e não desista siga em frente. 
Sei que você pode ir muito mais além. 
E não Pare!
Faça loucuras. A vida não é nada sem emoção! 
Sinta emoções,Queira ser Forte.
Todos podem!
Voce pode Voar, alem do que pensas!
E curta. Apenas curta cada momento de sua vida e
celebre a vida!
E não pare! Não pare jamais.
Olhe adiante e seje Feliz .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-3084795834674234370?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/3084795834674234370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=3084795834674234370' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/3084795834674234370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/3084795834674234370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-pare.html' title='-    Nao Pare'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SoNOnRu64JI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/allELNS0dH8/s72-c/just_life____by_coheper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-2158324089554193927</id><published>2009-08-09T08:49:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:16:34.152+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E'/><title type='text'>Minha Vida sua Vida!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sn3pvpfAdkI/AAAAAAAAAiI/K4qQX8tihxE/s1600-h/Life_by_lucasinphotoshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sn3pvpfAdkI/AAAAAAAAAiI/K4qQX8tihxE/s320/Life_by_lucasinphotoshop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367703335694530114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Estamos em uma constante mudança tanto de pensamentos e opinioes quanto 
a própria localizaçao.
Sentimentos, sentimentos que as vezes se chocam e que simplesmente se evaporam com as condiçoes exigidas da vida.
Conhecendo pessoas,lugares noto o quao o ser humano é parecido e ao mesmo tempo
tao diferente.
Situaçoes que nos levam a reagir de maneiras que nao correspondem com nossas vontades e gostos.
Amadurecimento, que de qualquer maneira nos é imposto e temos que sermos flexiveis a ele, pois o amadurecimento nos exige várias praticas e experiencias vividas no tempo de cada um.
Querendo ou nao chegamos a tal ponto que nos vemos totalmente diferente de quando éramos antes,o quanto mudamos e o quanto crescemos aprendendo e levando "tapas" na cara pois eh essencial para o amadurecimento mental.
Tapas que vem para nos ajudar, para acordamos para a vida e quem sempre nos dá essses tapas sao quem mais nos ama.
Pessoas que estao dispostas a nos ajudar sem receber nada.
Algo que é bem dificil no mundo aonde os próprios interesses estao em primeiro lugar.
Mas essas pessoas sao as vezes quem nos esquecemos de sermos gratos eternamente.
Os nossos Pais a nossa familia.Nos importamos com as pessoasde "fora" e esquecemos dessas que sao importantissimas para o nosso crescimento.
Pude aprender durante os meus 19 anos coisas que fossem importantes para o meu bem e coisas que seriam desnecessarias na minha jornada.
Aprendi o bem e conheci o mal.
Pratico o bem e ignoro o mal.
Sou feliz? Isso nao sei responder.
Mas de uma coisa eu tenho certeza, o mais importante eu tenho Deus,Paz minha familia
e meus amigos que nao sao muitos , mas sei que valem por mil. Pois melhor um do que ter mil e nao ter nenhum.
Problemas todos temos. Mas nao faça disso uma complicaçao.
A vida esta aí para ser vivida. Viva cada momento, desfrute de Amor e tenha grandes momentos de felicidade
Eu sou grata a Deus. Seje vc tambem grato a Deus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-2158324089554193927?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/2158324089554193927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=2158324089554193927' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/2158324089554193927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/2158324089554193927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/08/minha-vida-sua-vida.html' title='Minha Vida sua Vida!'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sn3pvpfAdkI/AAAAAAAAAiI/K4qQX8tihxE/s72-c/Life_by_lucasinphotoshop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-6647987030456421559</id><published>2009-08-09T07:40:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:35:21.333+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Bom Vinho '</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sn3hfYgtBVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/anHgaavRoMI/s1600-h/Transylvanian_Concubine_by_Filidea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sn3hfYgtBVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/anHgaavRoMI/s320/Transylvanian_Concubine_by_Filidea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367694260167312722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Sinta o cheiro
Lembro de quando estive aqui
Tempos se passaram desde entao
Muitas coisas aconteceram,mudanças ocorreram
E eu me sobressair neste lugar, sobre as pessoas principalmente.
Me sinto a cada dia mais poderosa, sei que sou melhor
Diferente. É o que se pode dizer
Eletrizante. A eletricidade do meu corpo transpassa nesse novo caminho a ser seguido por mim.
Nada pode me deter. Vou comer carnes vivas, e beber um bom vinho
Saboreando cada momento  pois o show ja começou!
Sistinas agora toca neste belo palco de nossas vidas.
Sigo nesta jornada ouvindo um bom Rock que esta sendo tocado.
A chave de suas vidas comigo esta, e nada pode ser tomado de mim.
Entao começe a gritar. Pois nada pode os salvar
E eu sigo bebendo deste vinho!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-6647987030456421559?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/6647987030456421559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=6647987030456421559' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/6647987030456421559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/6647987030456421559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/08/um-bom-vinho.html' title='Um Bom Vinho &apos;'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sn3hfYgtBVI/AAAAAAAAAiA/anHgaavRoMI/s72-c/Transylvanian_Concubine_by_Filidea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-5722588300463691638</id><published>2009-08-08T11:16:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T07:57:16.454+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje sem nd a Dizer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SuX_B8-w7TI/AAAAAAAAAjo/deQnqk7z0kE/s1600-h/1256139997937_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SuX_B8-w7TI/AAAAAAAAAjo/deQnqk7z0kE/s400/1256139997937_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397000137487740210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


Uma fotinha minha'

Buenos Dias&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-5722588300463691638?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/5722588300463691638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=5722588300463691638' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/5722588300463691638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/5722588300463691638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/08/hoje-sem-nd-dizer.html' title='Hoje sem nd a Dizer...'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SuX_B8-w7TI/AAAAAAAAAjo/deQnqk7z0kE/s72-c/1256139997937_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-4673864623642171940</id><published>2009-08-06T11:53:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:03:47.916+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem Controle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SnodxlYxL-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/ojBU-I4M080/s1600-h/aventura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SnodxlYxL-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/ojBU-I4M080/s320/aventura.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366634643652161506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Não se deixe cair,
Isso só esta apenas começando.
Ainda é cedo para se perder as forças e por tudo a perder.
Nada controla este lugar 
Escute a batida forte do som vinda de longe.
Entre e se sacie com o poder das forças que as regem
Imagens de pessoas desenhadas por Mao humanas
Não se deixe enganar, Tudo é apenas ilusão.
Aproveite tudo a sua volta e não tenha medo da luz ela não lhe queima
Ela não tem lugar aqui.
Perca o teu controle
Liberte –se  . Este é o tempo
E aceite o que lhe oferecem. Esta servido?
Pegue a bebida servida á mesa. Uma taça de vinho quem sabe.
Este é o tempo.Perca o controle
E aprecie a noite. E se sinta bem .
Pois a noite apenas esta começando&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-4673864623642171940?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/4673864623642171940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=4673864623642171940' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/4673864623642171940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/4673864623642171940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/08/sem-controle.html' title='Sem Controle'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SnodxlYxL-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/ojBU-I4M080/s72-c/aventura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-3616723101997514071</id><published>2009-08-05T00:18:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:34:42.030+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance a Luz de Velas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SngspJOoG2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/4KIVQWjGiJo/s1600-h/x17.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366088041375472482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SngspJOoG2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/4KIVQWjGiJo/s320/x17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Entrando no templo, as luzes se ascendem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sinto o ar tocar minha pele me deixando louco de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sensaçoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prazer e alegria de estar aqui novamente neste mesmo lugar depois de anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Agora estamos aqui de novo juntos neste local, que me trazem lembranças, suaves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lembraças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E que ainda me consome pouco a pouco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E agora estou eu aqui te querendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A noite vai se tomando e nos envolvendo nos tornando &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id=""&gt;unicos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Posso sentir sua pele tocar a minha e tenho a certeza que te amo ainda mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E eu te quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As luzes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;relexos&lt;/span&gt; de formas e cores, formas de curvas insinuantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E que me encantam pois sei que és perfeita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como uma Deusa, sempre me senti &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="5"&gt;atraido&lt;/span&gt; e dominado por teus olhos fortes cor negra e pele de veludo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Voçe&lt;/span&gt; me faz bem. Ah Eu sinto ainda mais sua energia tomando conta de meu ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Como me sinto bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agora minha amada sinta a minha energia consagrada a ti e desfrute dela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Por momentos juntos, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;voce&lt;/span&gt; me tem ao seu lado tirando de mim o que me resta e eu gosto disso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sinto me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;atraido&lt;/span&gt; a tudo que lhe pertence e a tudo que vem de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nesta noite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nao&lt;/span&gt; olhe para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Curta esse momento, sinta os meu lábios .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O suor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pecorre&lt;/span&gt; o meu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Voçe&lt;/span&gt; me satisfaz e eu te quero mais que tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ninguem&lt;/span&gt; pode me deter. Eu a anseio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vamos dance a luz de velas e liberte a fera que existe em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ela esta presa necessitando que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;alguem&lt;/span&gt; a liberte e só &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;voçe&lt;/span&gt; pode pois eh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;unica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agora sinta se livre, sinta -se melhor e principalmente sinta -se amada por mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;meu amor, Eu te amo eternamente&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/4289684620718635490-3616723101997514071?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/3616723101997514071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=3616723101997514071' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/3616723101997514071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/3616723101997514071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/08/dance-luz-de-velas.html' title='Dance a Luz de Velas'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SngspJOoG2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/4KIVQWjGiJo/s72-c/x17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-8356490662839706468</id><published>2009-05-06T01:22:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T01:31:15.408+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Triste '</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SgBDM3PqQhI/AAAAAAAAAfc/aYYELDxynl4/s1600-h/triste_imagem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332335847073792530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SgBDM3PqQhI/AAAAAAAAAfc/aYYELDxynl4/s320/triste_imagem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sou eu??
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho me perdido nesses pensamentos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que realmente sou esse alguem que procura ser o melhor possivel &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;principalmente ao meu próximo?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Duvidas me perseguem....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pessoas se afastam lentamente de mim ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que tenho feito?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cada dia sinto sua falta meu anjo..sinto que te magoei profundamente!
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdao!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho me arrastado perante o meu proprio sofrimento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Felicidade?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cade vc agora? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voce me traz momentos de felicidadee que realmente mostram q ela realmente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;existe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Volte para mim..escute a nossa musica e venha ao meu encontro desfrutar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;desses momentos de felicidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu espero que você compreenda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nao queria te magoar! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que faço agora se nao tenho vc? Sigo em frente procurando me aperfeiçoar em mim msm!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mudando,Mudando procurando os meus 100% uma busca incansavel!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tua força eh a minha força para lutar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E quem sou eu?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uma pergunta que só vc poderá me responder!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu tenho amor que nunca irá acabar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As duas pessoas mais q queridas da minha vida!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Beca and Matheus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/4289684620718635490-8356490662839706468?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/8356490662839706468/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=8356490662839706468' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/8356490662839706468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/8356490662839706468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/05/triste.html' title='Triste &apos;'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SgBDM3PqQhI/AAAAAAAAAfc/aYYELDxynl4/s72-c/triste_imagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-5333175534564120733</id><published>2009-03-26T02:42:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:54:58.229+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SngvLTLuTwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/mR76DbfgGZw/s1600-h/OgAAABG5QfAmyn7kabN1QoGfiS816Yippsuvlgjc2YR75omMFlVx_1heWdy-_i4_YiJmpXSv5AeRm2Pp5wODqAvBTRIAm1T1UD7qOwmhSdWSxk7g-MHBToReLflG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366090827186458370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SngvLTLuTwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/mR76DbfgGZw/s320/OgAAABG5QfAmyn7kabN1QoGfiS816Yippsuvlgjc2YR75omMFlVx_1heWdy-_i4_YiJmpXSv5AeRm2Pp5wODqAvBTRIAm1T1UD7qOwmhSdWSxk7g-MHBToReLflG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bom....Acabei de sair do meu curso...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;e...me lembrei q esta musica lembra muito de uma pessoa da nossa amizade e tipo...eh verdade pois essa letra fala d tudo ,fala d sentimento!
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E resolvi por hoje no meu blog esta musica q lembra bons momentos da minha vida
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;me lembra d uma amiga maravilhosa q tenho q espero nunca perder la apesar d dificuldades da vida q sao necessarias e q valem a pena ,valem muito mas a pena sempre lembrarmos d pessoas q amamos ao nosso lado nos dando força alegria e muito amor pra enfrentarmos tudo !
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;e hoje aqui ...ouvindo uma musiquinha nem um pouco o meu estilo...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mas q estou curtindo haha...tenho escutado muito pop e hip hop...pra tristeza dessa pessoa kkkkk
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mas eh lecaaal amora e lecal e Muito obrigada viu pela sua presença na minha vida^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tenha um ótimo dia..e deixe me voltar pra bendita correria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- For Beca!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Memórias - Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Neste mundo você tentou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Não me deixar sozinho para trás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Não há outro caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu rezei para os Deuses te deixarem ficar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;As memórias aliviam a dor interna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Agora eu sei porque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tudo das minhas recordações mantém você perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nos momentos de silêncio imagino você aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tudo das minhas recordações mantém você perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Seu silencioso sussurro, silenciosas lágrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me fez prometer que eu tentaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Encontrar meu caminho de volta nesta vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu espero que haja um caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Para me dar um sinal de que você esta bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lembrando-me de novo que tudo vale a pena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tanto que eu posso seguir em frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tudo das minhas recordações mantém você perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nos momentos de silêncio imagino você aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tudo das minhas recordações mantém você perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Seu silencioso sussurro silenciosas lágrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Juntos em todas estas memórias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu vejo seu sorriso.Todas as lembranças &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eu guardei bem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Querida, você sabe que eu amarei você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Até o fim do tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tudo das minhas recordações mantém você perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nos momentos de silêncio imagino você aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tudo das minhas recordações mantém você perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Seu silencioso sussurro silenciosas lágrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tudo das minhas recordações&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&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/4289684620718635490-5333175534564120733?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/5333175534564120733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=5333175534564120733' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/5333175534564120733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/5333175534564120733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/03/bom.html' title=''/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SngvLTLuTwI/AAAAAAAAAg8/mR76DbfgGZw/s72-c/OgAAABG5QfAmyn7kabN1QoGfiS816Yippsuvlgjc2YR75omMFlVx_1heWdy-_i4_YiJmpXSv5AeRm2Pp5wODqAvBTRIAm1T1UD7qOwmhSdWSxk7g-MHBToReLflG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-281844898322398782</id><published>2009-03-20T03:02:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:49:28.917+12:00</updated><title type='text'>A Doce Amante -  Rubi '</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/ScJiacoyvxI/AAAAAAAAAfE/XB6FnBjGIe8/s1600-h/kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314918716754018066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/ScJiacoyvxI/AAAAAAAAAfE/XB6FnBjGIe8/s320/kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estou indo ao encontro daquele lindo horizonte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me perdendo aos encantos daquela doce amante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e com um ar inebriante, toma conta das minhas lembranças trazendo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;por estantes as minhas maiores conquistas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posso eu me perder nestes olhos?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ohos&lt;/span&gt; negros e profundos que só ela tem e com perfume de jasmim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;domina meu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fisico&lt;/span&gt; e mental transformando me num ser especial!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fogo queima minhas roupas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fogo queima meu interior&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fogo nos invade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pele na pele nos envolve e com gozo o prazer me liberta!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;paixao&lt;/span&gt; e transforma e meu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coraçao&lt;/span&gt; transborda!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rubi, me enfeitiçaste com tua pele macia teus cabelos encaracolados&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;só me deixam ainda mais satisfeito e como me satisfazem!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vc&lt;/span&gt; eh minha amante, minha eterna!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amante!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neste horizonte me perdi e neste teu encanto Permaneci!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rubi = &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Satisfaçao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4289684620718635490-281844898322398782?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/281844898322398782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=281844898322398782' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/281844898322398782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/281844898322398782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/03/doce-amante-rubi.html' title='A Doce Amante -  Rubi &apos;'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/ScJiacoyvxI/AAAAAAAAAfE/XB6FnBjGIe8/s72-c/kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-8643744679831177229</id><published>2009-03-17T03:07:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:20:54.015+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Oieeeeeeeeeeeeee ''</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sb5t-XcOaII/AAAAAAAAAes/BSencicnKlk/s1600-h/ATgAAAD4aqKklX6PqlPyjCmepKXw4iWM1Q395iQ92ytDIH8yyak9SFeuShKivE8OyNfNhvsBpJqlWb2YcNZj2_Dgn3WMAJtU9VCRAjvwLAO6oIDjHkW2cM8zFVgzdQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313805528555481218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sb5t-XcOaII/AAAAAAAAAes/BSencicnKlk/s320/ATgAAAD4aqKklX6PqlPyjCmepKXw4iWM1Q395iQ92ytDIH8yyak9SFeuShKivE8OyNfNhvsBpJqlWb2YcNZj2_Dgn3WMAJtU9VCRAjvwLAO6oIDjHkW2cM8zFVgzdQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fala Galera....Eh o seguiiiinte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Naum estou podendo postar poemas no momento
mas estou preparando alguns...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Minha vida tem ficado muito corrida..estou me preparando para o futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;pois ele ja esta batendo na minha porta me cobrando e eu tenho q contribuir pra mim msm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;estou trabalhando e estudando...pretendo me formar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e se Deus quiser vou conseguir..só estou um pouco tristinha por causa das minhas amigas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;q estao afastadas d mim..compreendo q tenho contribuido por isso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;meu coraçao esta esbagaçado...em varios aspectos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mas tenho tido muito força e coragem e com a ajuda d Deus tenho enfrentado tudo isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;com muita garra..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tenho viajado muito ...conhecido varios lugares maravilhosos q naum sabia q neste nosso Brasil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;existia..pois eh existe e tenho ficado por momentos felize com isso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Agora...mais um dia tenho q correr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;esta foto foi tirada em CRISPim uma praia do Pará linda só se vendo msm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;espero q com meu novo visu ..posso ter uma nova vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Fica ai uma frase pra se meditar : A Chave da vida esta em suas maos, em sua mao esta o PODER da Decisao!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bom dia a todos!&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/4289684620718635490-8643744679831177229?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/8643744679831177229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=8643744679831177229' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/8643744679831177229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/8643744679831177229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/03/oieeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='Oieeeeeeeeeeeeee &apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/Sb5t-XcOaII/AAAAAAAAAes/BSencicnKlk/s72-c/ATgAAAD4aqKklX6PqlPyjCmepKXw4iWM1Q395iQ92ytDIH8yyak9SFeuShKivE8OyNfNhvsBpJqlWb2YcNZj2_Dgn3WMAJtU9VCRAjvwLAO6oIDjHkW2cM8zFVgzdQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-620164611375488649</id><published>2009-01-20T11:38:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:50:55.955+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Na companhia do Medo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SXUUhlbDCZI/AAAAAAAAAeU/letCDawOVdM/s1600-h/y1phhya6fxMvgS9F74Ge5xzJb-EDd0CasaY5JQGmC38QFUTgO2TQy51CZthY9vmxrVofubpIUZHzv8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293159504257681810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SXUUhlbDCZI/AAAAAAAAAeU/letCDawOVdM/s320/y1phhya6fxMvgS9F74Ge5xzJb-EDd0CasaY5JQGmC38QFUTgO2TQy51CZthY9vmxrVofubpIUZHzv8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Descobri um novo mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheio de falsos encantos e com flores de veludo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde seus tomentos sao reproduzidos em fitas cassetes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tornando se cada vez mais real os sesu maiores pesadelos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Percebi que no mundo onde estava, só a escuridao existia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cai nos buracos mais profundos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E a cada gota de chuva que caia podia -se ouvir os gritos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gritos de pessoas atormentadas pelos seus medos e afliçoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vi o black dos teus olhos, olhos que desejavam a morte pois a cada sofrimento seu corpo ia se desfalecendo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tirando pouco a pouco o folego de seus pulmoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estava eu perdida entre as feras, com o medo batendo em minha porta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Posso sentir o frio tomar conta de meu ser e poder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;presenciar mais uma vitima morta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O vento passa entre os meus cabelos, na companhia do medo agora estou, serei eu mais uma vitima?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Procuro uma maneira de me esconder mas de nada adianta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com dores do horror, as lágrimas escorrem sobre meu rosto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo parece perdido e no meu coraçao só o medo existe!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-620164611375488649?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/620164611375488649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=620164611375488649' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/620164611375488649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/620164611375488649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2009/01/na-companhia-do-medo.html' title='Na companhia do Medo'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SXUUhlbDCZI/AAAAAAAAAeU/letCDawOVdM/s72-c/y1phhya6fxMvgS9F74Ge5xzJb-EDd0CasaY5JQGmC38QFUTgO2TQy51CZthY9vmxrVofubpIUZHzv8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-519938924232768773</id><published>2008-12-06T03:28:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T03:44:39.205+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Túmulos Memoriais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/STlMVnjwV2I/AAAAAAAAAeA/BaJKEjoh3j4/s1600-h/cemiterio-gotico-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276332372721162082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/STlMVnjwV2I/AAAAAAAAAeA/BaJKEjoh3j4/s320/cemiterio-gotico-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Os túmulos memorias encontrei&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Encontrei tambem sangue de almas condenadas,escravizadas.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Escravos de suas próprias mentes, desejos e amores rompidos.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Quando o vi,vieram junto lágrimas da dor, da esperança que nunca pude ter.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Os anjos estao entoando um novo cântico,agora em um ritual para todas as almas ali mortas.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Em uma só voz cantam&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Em uma só voz profanam qua a verdadeira felicidade nao existe.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Os túmulos memoriais estao sujos, sujos de mentes sanguinárias,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;sujos de ódio e injustiça.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Eles me revelaram que tudo isso é apenas uma mente perdida, nos encantos de uma doce fantasia, fantasia de uma santa e pequena menina.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Eu vivi e agora eu vivo para decepar e aniquilar todas essas mentes.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Menina nao tenha medo, eu sou a libertaçao do mundo.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Esmales Safet é o meu nome, o nome da força e do poder!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Os túmulos memoriais querem sangue, &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;sangue que lhe darão as melhores lembranças de uma vida&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Ajoelhem -se e me idolátrem pois quem sabe um dia os túmulos por mim sejem destruidos e de uma nova vida na minha Sistinas gozarão!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-519938924232768773?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/519938924232768773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=519938924232768773' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/519938924232768773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/519938924232768773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2008/12/tmulos-memoriais.html' title='Túmulos Memoriais'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/STlMVnjwV2I/AAAAAAAAAeA/BaJKEjoh3j4/s72-c/cemiterio-gotico-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-7951766166591245329</id><published>2008-10-19T11:23:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:21:59.994+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Lágrimas de sangue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SPp9mTyArII/AAAAAAAAAXk/jNSONNv8QAw/s1600-h/Lagrimas_de_sangue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258653612007009410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SPp9mTyArII/AAAAAAAAAXk/jNSONNv8QAw/s320/Lagrimas_de_sangue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Ó meu querido o que fizestes comigo?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Sinto o meu ser destruido,acabado,derrotado.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Te dei todo o meu amor, &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Mas voçê jogou fora,fazendo pouco caso e no fim estou só!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Lágrimas de sangue pecorrem o meu interior este sofrimento está me &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;corroendo fazendo doer minha alma.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;O meu espírito está cansado de lutar contra essa força dada a mim.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Do que me resta?Se nao tenho você!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Salva -me&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A tristeza está me matando aos poucos&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Salva -me&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Me tire desta angútia&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Deste mundo não se espera mais nada ele ja está acabado a tempos atrás&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Minhas lágrimas em você sempre existirá te perseguirão enquanto vivo estiver &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;pois este fardo não carregarei sozinha&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Lágrimas de sangue penetram em minha alma&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Lágrimas de sangue me desejam, mas o meu único desejo foi sempre te ter!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-7951766166591245329?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/7951766166591245329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=7951766166591245329' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/7951766166591245329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/7951766166591245329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2008/10/lgrimas-de-sangue.html' title='Lágrimas de sangue'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SPp9mTyArII/AAAAAAAAAXk/jNSONNv8QAw/s72-c/Lagrimas_de_sangue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-1185681316203755900</id><published>2008-10-16T10:25:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:42:38.886+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Força do Espirito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SPZxwjVIUzI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Cx7IlQTq0xw/s1600-h/CRISTINA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257514693933159218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SPZxwjVIUzI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Cx7IlQTq0xw/s320/CRISTINA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero algo profundamente eletrizante, que mate a minha sede de vingança!&lt;/div&gt;
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Dormindo estava,&lt;/div&gt;
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Levantei - me de um profundo sono,e vejo que nada é como antes,parece melhor,mais atraente ,mais excitante.&lt;/div&gt;
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Vejo escuridão, vejo tempestades que agora posso desfrutar.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sei que pertenço a tudo isso pois sinto em mim a diferença e eu gosto disso.&lt;/div&gt;
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Destrui todos os meus inimigos acabei com todos que estavam contra mim.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sinto o frio que passa do meu lado ele quer me possuir&lt;/div&gt;
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Andando vou..apreciando tudo que me pertence&lt;/div&gt;
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Os céus tremem diante de mim eles sentem o meu poder,os espíritos estão atormentados&lt;/div&gt;
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Almas querem corpos e eu quero você quero tudo de bom que você tem pois sou o mal querendo se saciar.&lt;/div&gt;
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Não tenhas medo de mim você apenas será o meu amante e querido escravo fiel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4289684620718635490-1185681316203755900?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/1185681316203755900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=1185681316203755900' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/1185681316203755900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/1185681316203755900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2008/10/fora-do-espirito.html' title='Força do Espirito'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SPZxwjVIUzI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Cx7IlQTq0xw/s72-c/CRISTINA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289684620718635490.post-8453929935650280712</id><published>2008-10-02T01:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T02:05:39.452+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Profundamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SOODlt6ZiiI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PvfKOjgtPoY/s1600-h/solidao.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252186274447067682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SOODlt6ZiiI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PvfKOjgtPoY/s320/solidao.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Profundamente estou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Estou profundamente perdida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;perdida neste lugar que nao reconheço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Profundamente perdida neste lugar que nao reconheço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Profundamente perdida nos meus sonhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sonhos. pensamentos, tristezas, rancores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sonhos inesplicáveis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Inesplicáveis tristezas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tristezas que vão me sufocando, corroendo cada pedaço de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Estou profundamente desolada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;neste martírio de dores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Dores que vem do nada, que tentam a cada dia me matar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A cada dia estou morrendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Morrendo sozinha, morrendo por dentro, morrendo porque tú fizestes isso comigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Fez com que eu me destruísse aos poucos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Profundamente estou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Dormindo profundamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;imaginando coisas estranhas que vem em meus sonhos,tendo visões, visões de coisas passadas,vozes de pessoas queridas que admiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Amor que um dia eu pude ter mas que se foi a tempos atrás!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Profundamete só&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Profundamente infeliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Profundamente triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Profundamente destruida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Profundamente estou!&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/4289684620718635490-8453929935650280712?l=meloony-moore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/feeds/8453929935650280712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4289684620718635490&amp;postID=8453929935650280712' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/8453929935650280712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4289684620718635490/posts/default/8453929935650280712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meloony-moore.blogspot.com/2008/10/profundamente.html' title='Profundamente'/><author><name>Meloony Moore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15833494121826586805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/S-xDQEKiq-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Zbdf7_4J-hY/S220/IMG2303A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EaKYJW0a4Rc/SOODlt6ZiiI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PvfKOjgtPoY/s72-c/solidao.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
