<?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-9206290957720990486</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:15:02.934-08:00</updated><category term='arte'/><category term='musica'/><category term='poesia'/><category term='paixão'/><title type='text'>The Maschine - Twisted Mind, Body Trampoline</title><subtitle type='html'>Faço as minhas memórias suas, dando vida as minhas palavras com o pensamento de vocês.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-8576346144636358018</id><published>2012-02-13T06:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T06:41:45.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>É humano</title><content type='html'>E a gente tem alma&lt;br /&gt;tambem tem esperança de ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;A gente quer amar e ser amado&lt;br /&gt;tambem quer confiar e acreditar que foi confiado.&lt;br /&gt;A gente quer muito que tudo de certo.&lt;br /&gt;É humano e somente humano.&lt;br /&gt;Bicho louco e fantoche, boneco de pano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-8576346144636358018?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/8576346144636358018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=8576346144636358018' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8576346144636358018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8576346144636358018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2012/02/e-humano.html' title='É humano'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-8439806828120095633</id><published>2011-12-01T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:26:47.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focinho</title><content type='html'>Aquele dia você disse não&lt;br /&gt;Aquele dia você quase não disse nada&lt;br /&gt;Aquele mesmo com a musica foda&lt;br /&gt;Aquele som que não está na moda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que trocamos olhares suores bebidas&lt;br /&gt;Trocamos as almas, feridas&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas a volta desaparecidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E isso tudo para um não de despedida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-8439806828120095633?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/8439806828120095633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=8439806828120095633' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8439806828120095633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8439806828120095633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2011/12/focinho.html' title='Focinho'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-187857661947439265</id><published>2011-09-20T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T00:08:09.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode Nocturna</title><content type='html'>Erguem-se os batalhões&lt;br /&gt;Todos os moleculas do corpo se atraem&lt;br /&gt;Abrem-se dimensões&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio vem,antes do acontecer&lt;br /&gt;O tempo para, as folhas passam farfalhando&lt;br /&gt;Todos os musculos se contraem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vem a guerra, demonios e querubins&lt;br /&gt;Anjos-serra, cavalarias, e outros afins&lt;br /&gt;Gritam em nome da glória&lt;br /&gt;Avançam em um mesmo objetivo&lt;br /&gt;Suforcar o baque de um sentimento lascivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangram a pele em contato&lt;br /&gt;Gritos de dor, beiras de infarto&lt;br /&gt;E nessa guerra todos perdemos&lt;br /&gt;As vezes me apaixono por um instante&lt;br /&gt;Deixo a espada cair, desmorono o semblante&lt;br /&gt;Abro a guarda, mostro meu eu errante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desesperado e confuso&lt;br /&gt;Calmo, constante&lt;br /&gt;Tantas facetas desse monstro horripilante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes não me apaixono&lt;br /&gt;Choro sozinho, feito cão sem dono&lt;br /&gt;E tambem sou imaturo&lt;br /&gt;Tenho as vezes medo do escuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da guerra de mim e a retorica, não sobra nada&lt;br /&gt;Mas não se preocupe, meu amor por ti, está em uma caixa&lt;br /&gt;Protegida, vedada, guardada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o vento carrega meu pensamento pra longe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-187857661947439265?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/187857661947439265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=187857661947439265' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/187857661947439265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/187857661947439265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2011/09/ode-nocturna.html' title='Ode Nocturna'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-6270349608125965117</id><published>2011-09-13T21:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:51:47.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mensagens não entregues</title><content type='html'>Parou, o corpo caindo,&lt;br /&gt;como se ouvesse uma resistencia no ar&lt;br /&gt;As lagrimas corriam dos olhos&lt;br /&gt;Sem nem um segundo parar&lt;br /&gt;Estatelada em meio a multidão,&lt;br /&gt;sentindo-se sem ar, sem sermão,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E caiu estirada no chão,&lt;br /&gt;completamente envolta em sua ultima derrota,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo não tendo declarado seu amor,&lt;br /&gt;uma coisa é certa, a morte é uma ida sem volta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-6270349608125965117?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/6270349608125965117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=6270349608125965117' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6270349608125965117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6270349608125965117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2011/09/mensagens-nao-entregues.html' title='Mensagens não entregues'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-8237826906494802408</id><published>2011-08-17T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T07:34:35.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Pedido</title><content type='html'>Escrevi essa linhas pensando em você&lt;br /&gt;E digo que um mundo pode nascer disso&lt;br /&gt;Esse tolo sorrindo que agora se vê&lt;br /&gt;Pede aqui o mais alto compromisso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto você lê e te vejo chorando&lt;br /&gt;meu coração bate forte segurando um fardo&lt;br /&gt;minha mente retorce na duvida sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Fico aqui esperando por um não simples sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E te juro por tudo que lhe for mais sagrado&lt;br /&gt;que tudo que quer esse coração empedrado&lt;br /&gt;É viver e morrer ao teu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case comigo. Diga que sim.&lt;br /&gt;Estarei contigo pra sempre, enfim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-8237826906494802408?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/8237826906494802408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=8237826906494802408' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8237826906494802408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8237826906494802408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-pedido.html' title='O Pedido'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-7047358761204723990</id><published>2011-07-18T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T12:26:17.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A maquina estranha</title><content type='html'>Dormi e sonhei contigo&lt;br /&gt;Te encontrei e me envenenei&lt;br /&gt;Te usei e engravidei&lt;br /&gt;Maltratei e banquei uma felicidade ilusória&lt;br /&gt;Bati em você toda, chamei de minha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi você e conheci um pouco mais&lt;br /&gt;Namorei e presenteei com mais que devia&lt;br /&gt;Amei e beijei loucamente&lt;br /&gt;Dei orgasmos, ofendi e ameacei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orgasmos denovo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disse que amava so de mentira&lt;br /&gt;Disse que amava e realmente amei&lt;br /&gt;Disse chorando que não amava&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade estava completamente apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso ver o que vê, sentir o que você sente&lt;br /&gt;Preciso adormecer meu cerebro, deixar de ser doente&lt;br /&gt;Preciso confiar mais, ceder mais espaço pra gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dormi e acordei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi que não te mereço e dormi pra sempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-7047358761204723990?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/7047358761204723990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=7047358761204723990' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7047358761204723990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7047358761204723990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2011/07/maquina-estranha.html' title='A maquina estranha'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-970411204579263964</id><published>2011-06-07T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T12:54:50.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser Soul</title><content type='html'>Você acha que sabe quem sou?&lt;br /&gt;Não sou o que você vê&lt;br /&gt;Não sou pra onde vou&lt;br /&gt;Não sou os erros que cometo&lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo o cara vestido de preto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou muito mais que isso&lt;br /&gt;Sou uma coisa que você não conhece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cá, entre nois. Se você não sabe isso, é porque não merece&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-970411204579263964?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/970411204579263964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=970411204579263964' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/970411204579263964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/970411204579263964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2011/06/ser-soul.html' title='Ser Soul'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4347327291679665102</id><published>2011-04-10T19:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:23:25.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensar menos</title><content type='html'>Me peguei sonhando com você&lt;br /&gt;entrelaçado, mordendo, feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me peguei pensando em você&lt;br /&gt;nua, transando comigo, grávida&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;E ai parei e pensei estou vivo&lt;br /&gt;E voce a mais perfeita, não&lt;br /&gt;Você é só fruto da minha imaginação&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4347327291679665102?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/4347327291679665102/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=4347327291679665102' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4347327291679665102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4347327291679665102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2011/04/pensar-menos.html' title='Pensar menos'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-6013732450055259614</id><published>2011-02-24T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T08:58:42.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felina</title><content type='html'>Tenho eu um coração incerto, indiscreto?&lt;br /&gt;um olhar afiado, esfomeado&lt;br /&gt;faço uso da matematica do gostar&lt;br /&gt;dos calculos de amar&lt;br /&gt;e no imprevisto, que tento te conquistar&lt;br /&gt;não adianta nada, já estou de novo apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo desperdiçado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar ou gostar não é nada programado&lt;br /&gt;É louco, forte, uma torrente d'agua&lt;br /&gt;tolo é aquele que pensa que sabe controlar o coração. &lt;br /&gt;O coração, ah, o coração &lt;br /&gt;Maquina mais bela, centelhas de energia&lt;br /&gt;Sangue, pulsante, artéria.&lt;br /&gt;Simples palavras são mais fortes que a mais forte estocada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ela passa por mim, linda, armada, transbordando paixão em cada passada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É Tudo desenfreado, de gosto doce, como maçã verde&lt;br /&gt;Citrico e umido, regado a charme de noite com lua nova&lt;br /&gt;De um batom vermelho, como um morango silvestre&lt;br /&gt;Com um cabelo curto, não muito rebelde&lt;br /&gt;Das que você olha e olha de novo, se perde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totalmente enfeitiçado. Me perdi de novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas paciente que sou espero minha hora,&lt;br /&gt;Se não for outrora sera amanhã&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o amanhã não vier, sorte de quem amanhã lá estiver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-6013732450055259614?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/6013732450055259614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=6013732450055259614' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6013732450055259614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6013732450055259614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2011/02/felina.html' title='Felina'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-2199581107400648730</id><published>2011-02-22T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T11:52:10.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalmente</title><content type='html'>Finalmente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa música, já não é mais "nossa"&lt;br /&gt;Tirei ela da minha cabeça, por mais dificil que pareça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu bicho de pelucia é só seu&lt;br /&gt;Não um presente.&lt;br /&gt;Sua meia de renda com saia plissada&lt;br /&gt;É de todos&lt;br /&gt;Não só da gente.&lt;br /&gt;Tuas fotos nuas foram rasgadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teus rastros apagados e cheiros esquecidos.&lt;br /&gt;Seu cabelo pintado, seu pulso que rasgou sarado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu nome na sua pele já foi apagado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente eu disse finalmente, o final ocorreu em minha mente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora volto a viver, sem a sobra da "gente".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-2199581107400648730?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/2199581107400648730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=2199581107400648730' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2199581107400648730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2199581107400648730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2011/02/finalmente.html' title='Finalmente'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-8294588784866744330</id><published>2011-02-10T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T23:40:40.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotina</title><content type='html'>Aquele que cansou dos jogos&lt;br /&gt;não mais procura desafios&lt;br /&gt;se prepara para a morte&lt;br /&gt;e ve que nem mesmo nisso tem sorte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai então que se apaixona rapidamente&lt;br /&gt;se prende de corpo e mente&lt;br /&gt;esse cara tolo, inocente&lt;br /&gt;coeso, agitado, incoerente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E entra denovo na estrada, de carona&lt;br /&gt;Coloca-a num altar a chama de dona&lt;br /&gt;Se apaixona, ama, as mais belas notas entona&lt;br /&gt;E deixa novamente sua vida virar uma zona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E procura nas rimas uma saida&lt;br /&gt;Mas se ve olhando uma paisagem sem vida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-8294588784866744330?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/8294588784866744330/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=8294588784866744330' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8294588784866744330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8294588784866744330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2011/02/ser-voce.html' title='Rotina'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-9045414102960171220</id><published>2010-12-03T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T16:25:48.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>Feito para você</title><content type='html'>Toda historia que você escreveu no nosso papel&lt;br /&gt;Não passa de uma lembrança ruim&lt;br /&gt;Borrado, manchado, totalmente rasgado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto aos destinos, voce me enganou&lt;br /&gt;disse que era destino marcado&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca poderia ser alterado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nada poderia nos atigir, que nunca iriamos precisar fingir&lt;br /&gt;Disse que nunca ia mentir&lt;br /&gt;Mas so o que fez foi omitir e fugir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me disse tambem que se entregou mais a mim&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca havia sentido algo assim&lt;br /&gt;Que se sentia incompleta sem mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu to aqui completamente em catarze&lt;br /&gt;Respirando cinzas, reconstruindo sem fundaçao nem base&lt;br /&gt;Nao passo de um castelo após de um incendio apagado&lt;br /&gt;Ruinas sem fim, dor, envenenado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver-te depois disso tudo é como assistir um filme queimado&lt;br /&gt;Não tem como restaurar, reiniciar ou colocar de lado&lt;br /&gt;Vou te amaldiçoar pro resto da vida&lt;br /&gt;Por você ter ficado um dia ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te odeio,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com todo meu amor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass: O que sobrou do meu coração&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-9045414102960171220?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/9045414102960171220/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=9045414102960171220' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/9045414102960171220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/9045414102960171220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2010/12/feito-para-voce.html' title='Feito para você'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-989818680056278618</id><published>2010-10-27T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T11:19:13.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deviant</title><content type='html'>Lust,&lt;br /&gt;Came within my blood, turning everything around in Dust&lt;br /&gt;The Sparkling eyes, the sweet sour scent of must&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have you this night, or explode in burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From every seed of love, passion designs some rust, and the metal that enlaces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is no longer trust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-989818680056278618?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/989818680056278618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=989818680056278618' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/989818680056278618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/989818680056278618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2010/10/deviant.html' title='Deviant'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-5146796906272814634</id><published>2010-10-04T23:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T23:00:42.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempus</title><content type='html'>Queria gritar tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Conseguir fazer voce engolir.&lt;br /&gt;Cada palavra que me disse.&lt;br /&gt;Queria falar Como se cada palavra lhe fosse um tapa na cara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu falo e voce finge não escutar&lt;br /&gt;Voce reclama sem motivo aparente&lt;br /&gt;Eu canto e meu timbre nao te atinge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dizer que tudo são flores&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo que planto morre&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu rego seca&lt;br /&gt;Tudo, tudo, tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um grande recital de um mudo&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Esse é meu grito em silencio, onde me calo e choro sem lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;Em um jardim de terra seca e rachada&lt;br /&gt;Tentativas de 100 anos regados e enxada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuariamos a ser simplesmente um nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se todos seus ataques para me derrubar fosse flores, seriamos a primavera de horrores. ﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-5146796906272814634?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/5146796906272814634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=5146796906272814634' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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grind&lt;br /&gt;and you'll live alone apart&lt;br /&gt;ravaging inside your mind !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you think you cry&lt;br /&gt;theres is no ticking theres no time&lt;br /&gt;the beat is pumping in deny&lt;br /&gt;this is your happy moment !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the crumbles, see whats left&lt;br /&gt;to our love there was no match&lt;br /&gt;even your friends u've betrayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's trauma, it's cutting, then scar&lt;br /&gt;this time you've gone so far&lt;br /&gt;what youre searching dont exists&lt;br /&gt;This is going to a dead end !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no apologies&lt;br /&gt;don't make you life as cold as ice&lt;br /&gt;and from all suffering&lt;br /&gt;you've already rolled your dice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your moment it's the last&lt;br /&gt;this tears i cry theres no more left&lt;br /&gt;the bones and flesh will make me rest&lt;br /&gt;i swear i made my best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's trauma, it's cutting, then scar&lt;br /&gt;this time you've gone so far&lt;br /&gt;what you're searching don't exists&lt;br /&gt;This is going to a dead end !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-2454659182274255072?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/2454659182274255072/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=2454659182274255072' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2454659182274255072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2454659182274255072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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fada&lt;br /&gt;e anda com gosto&lt;br /&gt;tambem atrasada&lt;br /&gt;seu rosto tão doce&lt;br /&gt;mas lingua afiada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olha o vento incerto&lt;br /&gt;lhe bate os cabelos&lt;br /&gt;balança seu corpo &lt;br /&gt;e dos outros a tremelos&lt;br /&gt;e todos a veem &lt;br /&gt;num coro inquieto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ela que é dona da pista&lt;br /&gt;tambem ta na minha lista&lt;br /&gt;nas minhas avasaladoras paixoes&lt;br /&gt;de só cinco minutos&lt;br /&gt;que nao rendem nada&lt;br /&gt;que nao geram frutos&lt;br /&gt;mas são minhas drogas&lt;br /&gt;meu escape do mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e vou saindo de fino colado a parede&lt;br /&gt;evitando minha sede e tambem atenção&lt;br /&gt;trombando e tropeçando em tudo que é chão&lt;br /&gt;pago minha conta e vou embora&lt;br /&gt;esqueço delas, ficam em outrora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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minutos'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1926200303852578022</id><published>2010-07-08T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T07:41:59.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bowtie</title><content type='html'>And here's she&lt;br /&gt;right my my side&lt;br /&gt;and the music plays&lt;br /&gt;calm and quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red lights everywhere&lt;br /&gt;coming and fading, be aware&lt;br /&gt;fascinating thing, i swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i couldn't try, not i&lt;br /&gt;not even with my best bowtie&lt;br /&gt;trying not to sound silly, kiddo or shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually, i can't lie&lt;br /&gt;but someday&lt;br /&gt;somewhere&lt;br /&gt;somehow&lt;br /&gt;someone will read this and smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1926200303852578022?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1926200303852578022/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1926200303852578022' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1926200303852578022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1926200303852578022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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nublado mas tambem ensolarado,&lt;br /&gt;de amizades desfeitas e de conquista,&lt;br /&gt;de dores de cabeça de embaçar a vista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-7653106851493803184?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/7653106851493803184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=7653106851493803184' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7653106851493803184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7653106851493803184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2010/02/ghost-in-shell.html' title='Ghost in the Shell'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-6950889911360344727</id><published>2009-12-25T19:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:05:12.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcançar o Sol</title><content type='html'>Reluzia em sua pele&lt;br /&gt;formando um mantra intenso&lt;br /&gt;cheirando com incenso&lt;br /&gt;das gotas com cheiro, ainda se revele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho mais força nem sonhos&lt;br /&gt;todos os passaros não voam mais&lt;br /&gt;São tristonhos, medonhos&lt;br /&gt;Tenho pena dos que ficaram para trás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vida é uma lição e tanto&lt;br /&gt;Aqui, ali, uma alegria um pranto&lt;br /&gt;Centenas de paixões, desencanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E giro a roda do sol&lt;br /&gt;por mais uma vez&lt;br /&gt;Queimo minha pele em desejo&lt;br /&gt;Trovoes, raios, relampejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem so de rima se vive&lt;br /&gt;ainda mais quando se convive&lt;br /&gt;por mais dedicação que tive&lt;br /&gt;sempre acabou em declive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter tempo para olhar o trivial&lt;br /&gt;admirar as folhas contra uma lufada&lt;br /&gt;criar na cabeça o surreal&lt;br /&gt;viver a vida apressada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda assim sigo vivendo&lt;br /&gt;Me apaixonando por cada minuto&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho medo, mesmo, não tendo&lt;br /&gt;Sobrevivendo, Falando, Escuto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-6950889911360344727?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-3825120855417635409</id><published>2009-12-25T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:01:09.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu / Ela</title><content type='html'>Boa noite querida&lt;br /&gt;fiz essa poesia para você&lt;br /&gt;não tenho porque faze-la&lt;br /&gt;muito menos você há de merecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você torna tudo dificil&lt;br /&gt;Faz gestos de quem vai morrer&lt;br /&gt;Confunde tudo com ilusões&lt;br /&gt;Finge que vai me aquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E me larga aqui fudido sozinho&lt;br /&gt;pra mais um dia amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tem quem entre no seu lugar&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo se entrasse, eu nem ia perceber&lt;br /&gt;Mas pra você Paixão, digo uma coisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só o amor para te vencer.&lt;div 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Ela'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-6603285189974928999</id><published>2009-12-25T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:00:53.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ela / Eu</title><content type='html'>Boa noite querido,&lt;br /&gt;Estou chegando&lt;br /&gt;Trago so boas novas&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que você mais quer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembra daquela beleza&lt;br /&gt;que você viu passando ?&lt;br /&gt;Já ta te conquistando ?&lt;br /&gt;Exatamente, aquela mulher ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse espacinho que sobrou&lt;br /&gt;Eu já vou tomando&lt;br /&gt;E logo logo é mais um&lt;br /&gt;a não estar pulsando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Seu coração&lt;br /&gt;é tão lindo e farto&lt;br /&gt;Você nem vai ligar&lt;br /&gt;se sofrer um infarto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De poesia e bebida ninguem vive&lt;br /&gt;Mas já de mim, inumeros casos tive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta fugir&lt;br /&gt;nem se esconder&lt;br /&gt;Vou te encontrar querido,&lt;br /&gt;Você vai ver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-6603285189974928999?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/6603285189974928999/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=6603285189974928999' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6603285189974928999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6603285189974928999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2009/12/ela-eu.html' title='Ela / Eu'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-6648753501023179085</id><published>2009-10-21T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:49:29.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>Rip yourself&lt;br /&gt;Slay with lashes&lt;br /&gt;Turn your soul&lt;br /&gt;to a pile of ashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill the little&lt;br /&gt;one inside&lt;br /&gt;Don't let others&lt;br /&gt;make rules abide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twist your fate&lt;br /&gt;make them howl&lt;br /&gt;Drink the blood&lt;br /&gt;from the bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i control&lt;br /&gt;To prove on my own&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i reconcile&lt;br /&gt;Kept running a mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Two&lt;br /&gt;They got enough !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree Four&lt;br /&gt;They got enough !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Six&lt;br /&gt;They got enough !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL One THE Two PREYS Tree ARE Four GONE Five NOW Six!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo- ooouuggghhhh (mixed, trampled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twist your fate&lt;br /&gt;make them howl&lt;br /&gt;Drink the blood&lt;br /&gt;from the bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i control&lt;br /&gt;To prove on my own&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i reconcile&lt;br /&gt;Kept running a mile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-6648753501023179085?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/6648753501023179085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=6648753501023179085' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6648753501023179085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6648753501023179085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2009/10/enough.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-3662058485515089427</id><published>2009-09-15T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:55:30.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquele</title><content type='html'>Não posso pensar em você&lt;br /&gt;Você me ganhou em batalha&lt;br /&gt;Destruiu meu recorde em falha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não posso lutar contra você&lt;br /&gt;É intangivel, inabalavel&lt;br /&gt;É bruto, invejavel, incompreensivel&lt;br /&gt;Por isso adorado, desejado, invisivel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-3662058485515089427?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/3662058485515089427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=3662058485515089427' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/3662058485515089427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/3662058485515089427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2009/09/aquele.html' title='Aquele'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4384436053108422274</id><published>2009-09-11T15:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:07:42.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtas</title><content type='html'>A Fome&lt;br /&gt;E arranca as pétalas como se fossem comida&lt;br /&gt;Mastiga-as sem se importar estraçalhando a beleza&lt;br /&gt;regojiza de prazer, em vestes azul turquesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sede&lt;br /&gt;Mistura suor e lagrimas num prato raso&lt;br /&gt;Toma-as como sopa fria, deixando a desejar&lt;br /&gt;Tanto em sabor como em gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Então movesse um dia de agosto.&lt;br /&gt;Some por 100 dias, já não mais se vê o rosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Inocência&lt;br /&gt;Brinca com os cabelos, como se fossem fitas do mais puro cetim&lt;br /&gt;Olhares difusos, proibidos para mim.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca fez essa escolha, e jamais o fará.&lt;br /&gt;Entre tantos errados, foi logo me acertar ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Clímax&lt;br /&gt;Puxa um sorriso de canto de boca&lt;br /&gt;Desbanca, chama atenção, rola na cama, no chão&lt;br /&gt;Não gosta de olhar direto no olho, mas exige ser olhada&lt;br /&gt;Gosta demais de gritar, de sentir a pressão muscular&lt;br /&gt;Não aceita ser mandada, mas gosta que puxem o cabelo&lt;br /&gt;Brinca de de sentir dor, pede tapinhas no grelo&lt;br /&gt;Morde o canto da boca de tanto tesão&lt;br /&gt;Sente mais por mais uma vez o desejo da vida&lt;br /&gt;Relaxamento, ecstasy, missão cumprida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Totem&lt;br /&gt;Está lá sempre, vigoroso, pulsante&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o uso, nem a amante&lt;br /&gt;Filho de Afrodite com o Deus do vento uivante&lt;br /&gt;É sua espada de guerra, seu orgulho, montante&lt;br /&gt;Muda de tamanho, dilata, expande&lt;br /&gt;É seu orgulho, monstro mutante&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4384436053108422274?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/4384436053108422274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=4384436053108422274' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4384436053108422274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4384436053108422274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2009/09/curtas.html' title='Curtas'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-195690380512177437</id><published>2009-08-18T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:44:18.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>Desfibrilar</title><content type='html'>E derreteu, como num passo de mágica,&lt;br /&gt;A pedra congelada, com uma intensidade fantástica,&lt;br /&gt;A mente fica anestesiada e o tempo não passa,&lt;br /&gt;Tendo justificado e encerrada a caça,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulsante, esgoelante, escaldante,&lt;br /&gt;O coração agora bate acelerado,&lt;br /&gt;Vibrando, no mesmo ritmo,&lt;br /&gt;As vezes gritando, as vezes calado,&lt;br /&gt;E é por você, que está ao meu lado,&lt;br /&gt;Que acordo sorrindo meio embriagado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo e não me importo de ser caçoado,&lt;br /&gt;por ser piegas, apaixonado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixaria tudo de lado por um momento lascivo,&lt;br /&gt;Que possa ter seu coração colado ao meu,&lt;br /&gt;Deixaria bagunçado meu pensar agressivo,&lt;br /&gt;Só por causa desse sorriso teu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ganhas esse poema,&lt;br /&gt;Meio chorado, meio que me algema,&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo com certeza extrema,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estar cada segundo longe de você, é uma sofrida pena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-195690380512177437?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/195690380512177437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=195690380512177437' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/195690380512177437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/195690380512177437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2009/08/desfibrilar.html' title='Desfibrilar'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-7905520198046470838</id><published>2009-08-05T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:51:41.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xote do São Eu Mesmo</title><content type='html'>Voce ate pode&lt;br /&gt;tentando&lt;br /&gt;me acompanhando&lt;br /&gt;caçando&lt;br /&gt;se arrastando&lt;br /&gt;Mas não pode me alcançar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque amanha&lt;br /&gt;pra mim&lt;br /&gt;é dia santo&lt;br /&gt;Não tem mais desencanto&lt;br /&gt;Pode até me acorrentar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nesse xote&lt;br /&gt;não temo&lt;br /&gt;nem minha morte&lt;br /&gt;Por deus e meu guia norte&lt;br /&gt;Vem até quem não gostar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai fechou !&lt;br /&gt;amanhã é sexta-feira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu fígado que agüente&lt;br /&gt;pois eu vou é farrear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai fechou !&lt;br /&gt;até plantando bananeira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois no Brasil o importante é festejar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai fechou&lt;br /&gt;amanhã é sexta-feira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma que agüente&lt;br /&gt;pois eu vou é me esbaldar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai fechou&lt;br /&gt;até chegandi “vuadeira”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois no Brasil o importante é vadiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dono moço tu ainda obedeça&lt;br /&gt;Aqui quem fala é sanidade&lt;br /&gt;oce tem que acordar&lt;br /&gt;tu tem trabalho, bonito que se ajeita&lt;br /&gt;de terno de barba feita&lt;br /&gt;alguem há de se importar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Sanidade&lt;br /&gt;Não me vem de utilidade&lt;br /&gt;Seu discurso é maldade&lt;br /&gt;Não quero te utilizar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sai de mim&lt;br /&gt;e também da minha cabeça&lt;br /&gt;Não sou homem que mereça&lt;br /&gt;Procure em outro lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda saiba que to&lt;br /&gt;pegando leve&lt;br /&gt;Que o demonio te carregue&lt;br /&gt;Leve praonde “eu” não estar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sanidade me abandone logo agora&lt;br /&gt;Que não vejo mais a hora&lt;br /&gt;de acordar e não lembrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai fechou !&lt;br /&gt;amanhã é sexta-feira&lt;br /&gt;Meu fígado que agüente&lt;br /&gt;pois eu vou é farrear&lt;br /&gt;Ai fechou !&lt;br /&gt;até plantando bananeira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois no Brasil o importante é festejar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai fechou&lt;br /&gt;amanhã é sexta-feira&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma que agüente&lt;br /&gt;pois eu vou é me esbaldar&lt;br /&gt;Ai fechou&lt;br /&gt;até chegando de “vuadeira”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois no Brasil o importante é vadiar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-7905520198046470838?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/7905520198046470838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=7905520198046470838' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7905520198046470838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7905520198046470838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2009/08/xote-do-sao-eu-mesmo.html' title='Xote do São Eu Mesmo'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-5820400906785749686</id><published>2009-08-05T08:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:36:16.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu coração</title><content type='html'>É um buraco negro,&lt;br /&gt;Que foi marcado&lt;br /&gt;De cada lado&lt;br /&gt;Pelo corte mais afiado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha parcela de culpa&lt;br /&gt;foi não ter de Eu uma dupla&lt;br /&gt;para administrador o medo&lt;br /&gt;para chorar tudo que estava preso&lt;br /&gt;e perdoar o fraco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu destino&lt;br /&gt;É viver o amanhã&lt;br /&gt;Sem lembrar de cada manhã&lt;br /&gt;E esquecer o veneno da maçã&lt;br /&gt;Que me trouxe a mais bela cortesã&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu infinito&lt;br /&gt;É lembrar que o caráter&lt;br /&gt;É meu único bem precioso&lt;br /&gt;Que mesmo tendo algumas rachaduras&lt;br /&gt;Será meu pilar de alturas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E meu fim&lt;br /&gt;Já passou agora&lt;br /&gt;O perdoar não vem&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe outra hora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-5820400906785749686?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/5820400906785749686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=5820400906785749686' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/5820400906785749686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/5820400906785749686'/><link 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ponteiro bate como um pistão&lt;br /&gt;Esmagando, liberando pressão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cata as migalhas, vê o que sobra&lt;br /&gt;Acabou de arruinar toda sua obra&lt;br /&gt;Até teus tutores decepcionou&lt;br /&gt;Teu amor proprio não respeitou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imitando a vida, copiando a arte&lt;br /&gt;Levarás vida de ferro e fogo só disparate&lt;br /&gt;Como Dali está para o surrealismo&lt;br /&gt;Viverá você sozinha com seu narcizismo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não peça desculpas &lt;br /&gt;como se falasse bom dia&lt;br /&gt;Não faça de sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Uma coisa tão fria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora curta seu momento&lt;br /&gt;Lembrando de todo sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Pois não vai adiantar lamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você já caiu em esquecimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramirez - 01/07/09 - 03:55&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-822248443929603093</id><published>2008-12-15T11:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:32:58.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Velejar</title><content type='html'>Velejar a arte no sopro&lt;br /&gt;Do sentir o vento empurrando o corpo&lt;br /&gt;A velejar que me levo a distancias&lt;br /&gt;Em tons de azul e nuancias&lt;br /&gt;Mesclados com rubros do sol em instancias&lt;br /&gt;Jamais conhecidas ou sentidas&lt;br /&gt;Verdadeiras unicas, vividas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E visitando o mar me liberto&lt;br /&gt;O mar não compete, é aberto&lt;br /&gt;Velejando não tenho competidor&lt;br /&gt;Canalizo tudo, angustia, amor e dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E velejo por essa vida incerta&lt;br /&gt;Com certeza de que me liberta&lt;br /&gt;Meu mastro com a vela aberta&lt;br /&gt;Soprando para sempre no alvo&lt;br /&gt;Voltando mais calmo e a salvo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-822248443929603093?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/822248443929603093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=822248443929603093' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/822248443929603093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/822248443929603093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;coloridos, selvagens&lt;br /&gt;Lá de cima todos pareciam&lt;br /&gt;pequenos bandos, miragens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos passavam,&lt;br /&gt;Todos andavam juntos,&lt;br /&gt;Todos menos você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1992730633908973182?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1992730633908973182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1992730633908973182' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1992730633908973182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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por prazeres pessoais&lt;br /&gt;diarios, futeis, banais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a individualidade é uma coisa absurda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oras forte, horas muda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me pergunto com manobras de portugues&lt;br /&gt;com predicados sujeitos e por ques&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como alguem que desiste de algo que nunca tentou uma unica vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esse emaranhado de palavras confusas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de mentes loucas, inconstantes, difusas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não lhe peço para entender ou compreender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a luxuria de meu pensar e fazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do meu comprar e vender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do meu chorar e me render&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foda-se o mundo e suas ideias idiotas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quero completo, de volta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quero sangue pulsando, não essa coisa morta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me devolve minha vida, se não me enterra e tranca a cova&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='Individualidade'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1709505045972211991</id><published>2008-10-02T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:24:15.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim do começo</title><content type='html'>Pego a chave &lt;br /&gt;sumo&lt;br /&gt;me tranco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando no escuro&lt;br /&gt;tropeço&lt;br /&gt;solavanco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias a pão e agua&lt;br /&gt;franzindo a testa&lt;br /&gt;vem o pranto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diversões sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;tempo perdido&lt;br /&gt;paginas em branco, recluso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abre-se a escotilha&lt;br /&gt;quem vem lá&lt;br /&gt;questiono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respondem&lt;br /&gt;sou eu&lt;br /&gt;não tenho nome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entra rodopiando a vista&lt;br /&gt;Clareando a pista&lt;br /&gt;Dando vida, criando, alquimista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor&lt;br /&gt;sua esperança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela que voce quase quebrou, so pela lembrança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor&lt;br /&gt;sua resistencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela que quase destruiu sua existencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Seu fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque antes acabar para voce, do que para mim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1709505045972211991?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-6835954905316496584</id><published>2008-08-21T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T10:09:31.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viver</title><content type='html'>A Vida é uma coisa magnifica&lt;br /&gt;Temos poder de deuses&lt;br /&gt;Nao sabemos quanto podemos&lt;br /&gt;Podemos criar vidas&lt;br /&gt;Tanto quanto tiralas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Tempo passa muito rapido&lt;br /&gt;Ficam so as lembranças&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do primeiro beijo&lt;br /&gt;da primeira fossa&lt;br /&gt;da primeira volta&lt;br /&gt;o primeiro rock&lt;br /&gt;a primeira bossa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ai o fim de um estudo&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro emprego&lt;br /&gt;Um de muitos tocos&lt;br /&gt;Tambem um desapego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembrarei sempre dos dias na chuva&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo as gotas baterem no rosto libertando&lt;br /&gt;Dos dias tristes sentindo as mesmas gotas baterem no colo chorando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometo lembrar tammbem dos dias de riso onde a gente nao consegue respirar de tanto rir&lt;br /&gt;E do dia que tambem sufoquei por não deixar alguma coisa partir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada pedacinho desse montam sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Não como ela é, sim como vai sendo&lt;br /&gt;Você é sempre uma pessoa completa&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que se ache de  defeitos repleta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso te faz completo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E em saber que cada pedacinho desse&lt;br /&gt;um afago, um beijo, uma briga&lt;br /&gt;um amasso, um abraço, um frio na barriga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixar isso na memoria de alguem&lt;br /&gt;um filho, um neto, uma mulher&lt;br /&gt;um homem, um amigo, um qualquer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso ja vale a vida&lt;br /&gt;viver não é ter duvida do amanha, é saber que o hj fez sentido&lt;br /&gt;é arriscar as moedas todas a todo tempo&lt;br /&gt;e marcar o coração ou a cabeça de alguem com uma lembrança forte&lt;br /&gt;isso tudo é viver pra sempre dentro de inumeras pessoas&lt;br /&gt;a gente nunca deixa de existir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só o corpo finda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-6835954905316496584?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/6835954905316496584/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=6835954905316496584' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6835954905316496584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;A vida é uma corrente d'agua&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Os caminhos são rios&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;As escolhas , afluentes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Pessoas , os peixes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Sempre a te acompanhar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Certas horas rapida&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Outras , devagar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Seguindo rumos diferentes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Não sabendo onde chegar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Nasce num ponto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Noutro desagua&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Conselhos vem dos peixes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Sempre estaram lá&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Mesmo que dos mais velhos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Mas nem sempre para ajudar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Afluentes a seguir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Imensidões a navegar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Peixes a destrair&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Alguns para mais por vir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Fluxo a te expelir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Paisagens, admirar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Sendo pessoas , os peixes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;E os afluentes opções&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;O sistema malditas redes e anzóis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Querendo te fisgar &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Dragas gigantescas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Carregando a outro lugar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Seguindo o caminho da corrente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Rasgando redes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Quebrando anzóis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Atropelando peixes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Nadando sem parar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Os afluentes não mais importam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Tudo que começa em um ponto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Hora deve se findar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Acabando cedo ou tarde&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Defronte ao imenso e majestoso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Mar ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-7961726949632461037?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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lentamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Libere esse espirito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda Dormente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-3846623306751869326?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/3846623306751869326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=3846623306751869326' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/3846623306751869326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/3846623306751869326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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denovo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E como numa dança, os labios se tocaram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi como se jogar sal numa ferida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ardia e dava prazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já nao sabia mais o que era real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi quando fomos jogados a outro lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unhas e carnes numa troca de dores, amores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixe-me ser dominado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tornei entao um brinquedo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tentava virar o jogo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Via-me dominado denovo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A luz piscava, cada vez que via seu rosto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentia o cheiro do sexo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caricias e mais caricias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nenhuma palavra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caricias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Êxtase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-5829287050358824487?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/5829287050358824487/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=5829287050358824487' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/5829287050358824487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/5829287050358824487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/1-e-12.html' title='1 e 1/2'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-3154426980369790700</id><published>2008-08-21T21:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:06:56.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Na vida quando os grilhões se arrastam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E tudo fica escuro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surge sempre um amigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feito um lobo no muro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Protegendo o ferido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como em cena de perigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salva e diz que está tudo bem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compreende sem questionar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouve calado e sabe quando falar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fala quando não deve, finge não escutar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na vida tudo e perfeito quando se tem um amigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aquele digno, fiel, impreciso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que te pega no susto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agrada até o mais bruto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que te apresenta destino cruel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E se encolhe feito amassado papel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aquele que estica a mão pra alcançar por voce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que so te deixa não mão quando sabe que não vai te prejudicar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dizem que amizade é uma coisa menor que amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas sem meus amigos, eu não sei amar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-3154426980369790700?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/3154426980369790700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=3154426980369790700' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/3154426980369790700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/3154426980369790700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/tudo.html' title='Tudo'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4966394802792843918</id><published>2008-08-21T21:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:06:37.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tome conta do seu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ando, corro, faço, aconteço.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fujo, me arrasto, desapareço&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mitifico, explano, compreendo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ouço, absorvo e gero estorvo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tudo em uma seqüência relativa&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Essa vida pouco divertida&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quando, onde, como e por quê?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Analiso, explico e também conto “causo”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que querias de mim?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Reles jovem pré-envelhecido.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Não me julgue assim.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pegue seu pedaço merecido.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;O tempo é sempre tempo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Todos o culpam.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sem nariz pra olhar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;O tempo, corre sem parar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pode-se fingir.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas não, se enganar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4966394802792843918?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/4966394802792843918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=4966394802792843918' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4966394802792843918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4966394802792843918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/tome-conta-do-seu.html' title='Tome conta do seu'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-837957725545654330</id><published>2008-08-21T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:27:55.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toda escolha tem um preço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Todos, fome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nenhum, sede&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vide, morte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Câncer, peixes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abismo, agora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seder, Formar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cumprir, largar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prometer, parar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ir, Voltar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corre, pula a cancela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Volta, pula a janela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Criança, doce canela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Algum, hibridismo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinto, doido, varrido, polido e seco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ergo-me entre alguns, devaneço ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toda escolha tem um preço.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-837957725545654330?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/837957725545654330/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=837957725545654330' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/837957725545654330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/837957725545654330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/toda-escolha-tem-um-preo.html' title='Toda escolha tem um preço'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-74322944419852722</id><published>2008-08-21T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:05:02.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Não me lembro porque vim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que, estava lá, quando ela passou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olhava-a timidamente, muita gente em volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me domou tão rápido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perdi meus sentidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fiquei angustiado de não te ter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me entenda, eu não posso ter agora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo eu não me entendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenho muito o que pensar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gostaria que enxergasse isso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo antes deu pensar em perguntar, me respondia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um sorriso e uma resposta afiada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Podemos ficar ate que se fechem os olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que seus sonhos sejam os mais puros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E entao andemos juntos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E nos descobrirmos talvez ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como num desejo dentro de um vidro impenetravel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-74322944419852722?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/74322944419852722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=74322944419852722' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/74322944419852722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/74322944419852722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/chronos.html' title='Chronos'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-2388569351022684301</id><published>2008-08-21T21:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:04:43.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sonhos&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Impressionante quanto reais podem ser, diria numa passagem rápida que se trata de uma realidade, não distorcida, sim uma outra fatia. Parte da imensa torta que forma nosso caráter.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lembro como se fosse ontem, os carrinhos nos morros de areia, não existiam ideais, tão poucas responsabilidades. Eu e os carrinhos. Cavava túneis, pegava os pequenos veículos e ia passeando com os mesmos até que minhas unhas estivessem completamente sujas de barro. Poderia esdruxulamente compara-los ao ar que respiro, na época era uma necessidade, afinal de contas o que melhor que carros para divertir um menino de 8 anos? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lá vinha minha mãe gritando novamente. Dizia ela:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- Garoto, pare logo com esse lamaçal no barro da obra, e venha almoçar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A respondi que já iria e recomecei a tarefa de enfiar os carros barro adentro aquela lamaceira toda me fazia tão feliz, quanto às risadas dos meus amigos me fazer hoje &lt;st1:personname productid="em dia. Crian￧as" st="on"&gt;em dia. Crianças&lt;/st1:personname&gt; necessitam de sonhos. Muitos mesmo, veja por esse lado, se uma criança abstrai todos seus pensamentos do dia, durante os sonhos. Imagine que confusão demasiadamente acelerada não é um sonho de criança. Vocês conseguem se lembrar bem de um sonho que tiveram quando crianças? Eu não, e também não almocei aquele dia. Mas isto é fato para outrora.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas citei essa curta passagem para chegar ao seguinte fato.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Por que diabos eu fui ter um sonho com uma memória minha tão distante e ultrapassada como brincar num morrinho de terra com carros de brinquedo. Algum significado tinha que ter, não podia somente ser uma lembrança de infância, coisa do gênero. Então parei e pensei comigo, eu estou sendo serio demais? Existe necessidade de despertar a criança dentro de mim?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chuva&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Esse cheiro de terra molhada é uma das coisas mais gostosas de sentir, risos... A quanto tempo eu não tomo um banho de chuva? Não sei dizer... Não com a intenção de tomá-lo claro... As pessoas na rua devem achar que sou louco, pois quando chove eu me sinto bem, eu paro e olho pro céu vejo toda aquela água descer e agradeço mais uma vez por poder estar passando por isso. No meio da rua, as pessoas devem estranhar. Ninguém tem tempo hábil para parar e sentir a chuva cair, deitar sobre a pele, ninguém tem tempo de ajudar uma senhora a atravessar a rua... Afinal de contas isso é coisa de escoteiro, e ser escoteiro hoje em dia é motivo de chacota, alias não só de chacota, como também é raro, meu filho vai ser escoteiro. Como se fosse ontem, conversava com colegas, dizendo:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;- Olha ali passando, com esse uniforme hahahaha... patético&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Calei-me e deixei pra lá.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-2388569351022684301?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/2388569351022684301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=2388569351022684301' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2388569351022684301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2388569351022684301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/sonhos.html' title='Sonhos'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1508646682292337626</id><published>2008-08-21T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:03:39.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soneto da discórdia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As vezes me parto em dois, somente reparo depois&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois de um dia inteiro, trabalhando feito ordinário.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reclamando sempre da vida, e do politico ladrão! Salafrário!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As vezes me parto em três, somente para acompanhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vocês meus amigos e amigas, irmãos e irmãs ... amantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempre sorrindo e comemorando, vidas tão distantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As vezes não me parto, contenho tudo disparate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanques de guerra, bombas, desigualdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urram e berram, liberdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sendo a chave da felicidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1508646682292337626?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1508646682292337626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1382115297715531315</id><published>2008-08-21T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:03:20.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Aniversário</title><content type='html'>Mais um ano passado&lt;br /&gt;Alguns dias vivido&lt;br /&gt;Outros jogados de lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belas lembranças gravadas&lt;br /&gt;Tristes memórias esquecidas&lt;br /&gt;Deixe para lá o que temes&lt;br /&gt;Encare, cabeça erguida&lt;br /&gt;A vida é cheia de sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;Belos como flores&lt;br /&gt;Mas sem cuidado&lt;br /&gt;Morrem, como amores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se deixe ver pelo rotineiro&lt;br /&gt;Muito menos pelo diário&lt;br /&gt;Já aproveitado a prosa&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Aniversário&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1382115297715531315?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1382115297715531315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1382115297715531315' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1382115297715531315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1382115297715531315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/feliz-aniversrio.html' title='Feliz Aniversário'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4309923144927063910</id><published>2008-08-21T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:01:01.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ela fazia dos seus passos mais largos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mesmo tendo menores pernas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somente para acompanha-lo na caminhada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olhava com furor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o vento bater e despentear os cabelos pretos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; queria mais não tentava, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se contentava apenas em olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh ... o mar, sempre que olhava lado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; corria na beira, chutava a agua, duas crianças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quantos flores catei, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;em meio aos espinhos da flora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; trouxe para ti sem demora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cantava e deixava ir, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;triste em ve-la partir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; sentia no peito o aperto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mesmo de reencontro certo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Venha para cá, chegue mais perto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E lhe trançava os cabelos com a ponta do dedo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;assim ultrapassando o medo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; chegando ao meio do enredo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E parava estatelada em meio a multidão, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sentindo-se sem ar, sem sermão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; nem ao menos a familia lembrava, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muito menos o irmão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E caiu estirada no chão, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;derrota,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; mesmo não tendo declarado seu amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; uma coisa é certa, o fim é uma ida sem volta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4309923144927063910?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/4309923144927063910/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=4309923144927063910' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4309923144927063910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4309923144927063910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/sem-tempo.html' title='Sem Tempo'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-9195193042221930596</id><published>2008-08-21T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:56:58.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It does not have influence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either connivance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And conducts the decadence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even after much experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It retains nothing but appearance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find the key to paradise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe all i need is to get away or rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RISE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RISE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FROM HELL TO PARADISE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;demons hurting, bleeding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;run if you're wise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RISE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RISE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FROM HELL TO PARADISE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;angels falling, decaying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;run if you're wise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-9195193042221930596?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/9195193042221930596/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=9195193042221930596' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/9195193042221930596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/9195193042221930596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/rise.html' title='Rise'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-5382044104133701744</id><published>2008-08-21T20:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:51:36.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O quebra-cabeças</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Busca-me aqui, leva-me pra perto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me perco por dentre horas, incerto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Correntes, cicatrizes, alem de brumas cegas, no meu peito aberto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seis peças faltam em meu quebra cabeças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me tira desse poço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde sou somente pele e osso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leva-me pra perto de ti, ou tranca-me num fosso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinco peças faltam em meu quebra cabeças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me leve a ruinas se necessário&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esqueça-se que existe calendario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em meus sonhos, sou seu icaro, passaro imaginario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quatro peças faltam em meu quebra cabeças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leva minha saudade embora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lembra-me de outrora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde não mais pulsa sangue, faças pulsar agora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Três peças faltam em meu quebra cabeças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinto-me atemporal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estico as mãos, não alcanço, sinto-me mal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como um recem-nascido me balanço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre meus resto, somente danço, e como me falta teu encanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duas peças faltam em meu quebra cabeças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É voce minha fada, te quero tanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desejo-te como um garoto em pranto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu que és meu caminho, minha luz, meu canto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma peça falta em meu quebra cabeças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda uma peça a encontrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que tenho que fazer a completar ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acho que me falta amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talvez um grito de horror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me sinto um louco, incompleto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo de amigos repleto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vejo-me como um deserto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De areia estou coberto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde tudo é o voo do corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me enxergo um espelho torto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me desfaço com o vento incerto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encontro-me no mar morto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Menos o fato que acalma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E me da sussego a alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É olhar-te de perto no olho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E ver-te sorrir enquanto rosas colho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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quebra-cabeças'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-3321989034891538751</id><published>2008-08-21T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:51:23.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medo ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Quando quase la ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem parar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iamos juntos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vc freiando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o que te para &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;medo ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tambem sinto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o que te para &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;insegurança ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tambem tenho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;balanço a cabeça para acordar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tanto sentir ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;palavras somem da minha mente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;na tua nao permanecem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tudo para , o tempo ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so da pra se ouvir o respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;temido embaraço que nos torna um&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;estoria de um só contada por dois&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-3321989034891538751?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/3321989034891538751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=3321989034891538751' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/3321989034891538751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/3321989034891538751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/medo.html' title='Medo ?'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1599694738712818318</id><published>2008-08-21T20:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:51:03.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plebe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Desperta-me os secretos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faz dos justos os mais incertos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encanta-me com tamanha delicadeza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tú és mais bela riqueza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E eu apenas peble,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Castigado pela pobreza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vivendo os fatos reais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;longe da realeza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1599694738712818318?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1599694738712818318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1599694738712818318' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1599694738712818318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1599694738712818318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/plebe.html' title='Plebe'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-7965996633319510889</id><published>2008-08-21T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:50:34.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;É muito tarde, já batem os doze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada batida escandaliza e desmoraliza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acordam memórias a muito adormecidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;São vocês, minhas doces, queridas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alvos de mentiras, imagens distorcidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É muito tarde, já não posso voltar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Falange de derrotas segura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Macabro barqueiro murmura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O medalhão carrega meu resto, e a balsa range&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ai vem de novo a falange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada lapso, cada sorriso, uma moeda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jogadas a esmo, uma queda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que eram elas para mim ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse é o caminho do errante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devéras satisfeito e abominável&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Invejo os anjos por não terem sexo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Travam batalhas divinas, imortais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seres inescrupulosos, imorais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todos dotados de decisões, sem iguais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandes errantes, celestiais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inóspito balanço, inerte avanço &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ao tocar a água rabisco o desenho da lua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reflete em ondas, a verdade crua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ricocheteando ilusões, se me dizes, sou tua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me negas regresso, flertas e despreza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arranca meus dotes, chama-me de impuro, infiel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arranca a ultima gota de fel, desfere tua fúria em minha carne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixa-me desacordado, chegando ao outro lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ao notar, está tudo errado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-7965996633319510889?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/7965996633319510889/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=7965996633319510889' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7965996633319510889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7965996633319510889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/passagem_21.html' title='Passagem'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4920069413472396183</id><published>2008-08-21T20:49:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:50:08.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more fights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I Hear my heart in pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no other to replace (No there's not)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like drowning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you come to sit by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the bottom of it all ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIGHTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see you don't give a shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For what i'm feeling at least a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you just had, in the memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling of your first ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIGHTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see you don't give a shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For what i'm feeling at least a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you just had, in the memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling of your first kiss ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The anger you brought in vain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the moment, are shots in blank (My darling)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you aid me on this ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurry now my eyes are closing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep breathing our love ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIGHTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see you don't give a shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For what i'm feeling at least a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you just had, in the memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling of your first ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIGHTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see you don't give a shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For what i'm feeling at least a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you just had, in the memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling of your first kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maschine - 2007 - No more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4920069413472396183?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/4920069413472396183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=4920069413472396183' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4920069413472396183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4920069413472396183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-more-fights.html' title='No more fights'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-3634355584137117653</id><published>2008-08-21T20:49:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:49:47.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Se para cada petala de rosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que arrancasse de uma roseira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surgisse frondoza e derradeira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lagrima verdadeira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de estar longe de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu faria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se de cada nuvem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pudesse extrair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o doce elixir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a culpa do martir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o cansaço de ir e vir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so para lhe ver sorrir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu faria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se precisasse eu deixava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que me levassem tudo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a roupa do corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;os bens materiais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as linhagens ancestrais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate mesmo os prazeres carnais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu faria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não que seja certo, mas eu preciso, dia apos dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-3634355584137117653?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/3634355584137117653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=3634355584137117653' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/3634355584137117653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/3634355584137117653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/motivos.html' title='Motivos'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-7385012320404053334</id><published>2008-08-21T20:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:36:38.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizade</title><content type='html'>Aos meus amigos o melhor&lt;br /&gt;mesmo estando na pior&lt;br /&gt;E a sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;falemos também das coisas fúteis&lt;br /&gt;ou formulas de profunda alquimia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos meus amigos o que der e vier&lt;br /&gt;eu tendo, ponho por eles&lt;br /&gt;não tendo, me rendo aos mesmos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos meus amigos o afeto&lt;br /&gt;quando estiverem abatidos&lt;br /&gt;a beira do precipício&lt;br /&gt;ou barrados num hospício&lt;br /&gt;durante a vida toda&lt;br /&gt;do equinócio ao solstício&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos meus amigos a memória&lt;br /&gt;de um tapa nas costas&lt;br /&gt;de um soco bem dado&lt;br /&gt;das brigas constantes&lt;br /&gt;dos vexames de outrora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos meus amigos a confiança&lt;br /&gt;de nunca ser traído ou trair&lt;br /&gt;de desculpar se acontecer&lt;br /&gt;se lembrar depois e rir&lt;br /&gt;de não cobiçar e invejar&lt;br /&gt;de saber a vida levar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos meus amigos o amor&lt;br /&gt;de uma pessoa sincera&lt;br /&gt;de lagrimas verdadeiras&lt;br /&gt;ou as fingidas por bons motivos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos meus amigos mais amigos&lt;br /&gt;e fidelidade, Obrigada pela amizade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-7385012320404053334?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/7385012320404053334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=7385012320404053334' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7385012320404053334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7385012320404053334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/amizade_21.html' title='Amizade'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-129095792099606770</id><published>2008-08-21T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:49:15.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Menina mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A menina mulher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me desafiou com guarda baixa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;estocou o coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fez jorrar lagrimas e sangue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tirou do serio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deixou louco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apaixonei-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A unica coisa que me lembro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;é do olhar doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dos cabelos escorrendo por dentro dos dedos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorrisos sagazez apos o primeiro beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;das lagrimas apos a primeira noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dos carinhos nas horas de derrota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bater de frente como num hino de guerra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dos ciumes afiados como rosas recem colhidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dos dias e dias de choro e gozo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A menina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do seu jeito macio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A mulher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de personalidade forte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de força de touro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de coração fraco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me ensinou e deixo-me ensinar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que me ama e me deixar amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pessoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que eu quero me casar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A juiza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que cuida das minhas loucuras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que julga correto sem pestanejar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que me encanta so de falar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que me fez poesia fazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas nao importa essas palavras todas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem ter a quem abraçar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nao me importa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;admitir um erro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quando so para deixar vc feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nao me importa ver suas manias e trejeitos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem criticar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so pq eu te amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e te amo tanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que nao cabe em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu tenho que as vezes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me questionar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pequenas coisas q eu devia ter te dito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou feito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como me arrependo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de um momento qqr q vc precisou de um abraço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ter te deixado só&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do momento q vc me parou por um motivo qqr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu tenha avançado sem poder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tenho q admitir nesse momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vc é a minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não me deixe morrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-129095792099606770?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/129095792099606770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=129095792099606770' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/129095792099606770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/129095792099606770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/menina-mulher.html' title='A Menina mulher'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-2360490974237111916</id><published>2008-08-21T20:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:48:58.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamurias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Cansa ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;isso tudo cansa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acerta o ponto de equilibrio e balança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quantas vezes passei por voce,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;odiei por não notar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desejei ser o outro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e perdi com a cólera retórica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E canta, passa o tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finge que é feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desconta sorrisos falsos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;em fogosos momentos de atriz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E dança, e perde tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finge gostar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abraça com a mais verdadeira intenção,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de apenas impressionar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puxa o cadarço,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;passa a perna,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como uma criança,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tentando se manter isento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do choro, do lamentar, do ciume,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se mantem sozinho ao relento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;foda-se o tempo e seus argumentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E grita, chora, agressivo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;senta, discute, passivo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lamenta o futuro corrosivo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ignora o aviso preciso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E passa no meio da rua,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pula nas poças de chuva,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;explode equalizando a agua,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;testa limites de seu proprio corpo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;senta na beira da ponte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lamenta não ver o horizonte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E vem um extende a mão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apenas para te puxar pro fundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;utilizando-se de um jogo imundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deixando-o moribundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-2360490974237111916?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/2360490974237111916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=2360490974237111916' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2360490974237111916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2360490974237111916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/lamurias.html' title='Lamurias'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-6752778167940608949</id><published>2008-08-21T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:48:46.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagrima Garantida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Porque envolto em lagrimas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;choro sua partida ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;é certo que como de costume&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;retornará aos meus braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debruço-me sobre a velha poltrona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E degusto, paladar ácido do vinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que estava outrora jogado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esquecido na imensidão da adega&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estico o corpo como se duvidasse estar acordado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouço, de forma desprazerosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o ranger de ferro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o estalar da lenha ainda molhada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dos gotejos daquela noite fria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;encolho-me mais uma vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e me afogo em pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qual motivo para tanto sofrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se sua volta é decerto garantida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talvez, se de uma vez por todas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aceitasse ser acolhida em minha casa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas tudo a volta luta contra nossa vontade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Então cansado e demente do dia frio e exaustivo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixo escapulir por entre os dedos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bela taça comprada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na vez que estivemos a celebrar algo juntos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enquanto escorre o viscoso liquido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por dentro das brechas do piso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Volto mais uma vez ao mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde nada tem sentido &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas ainda sim me parece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais real que isso que chamamos de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-6752778167940608949?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/6752778167940608949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=6752778167940608949' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6752778167940608949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6752778167940608949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/lagrima-garantida.html' title='Lagrima Garantida'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4485628242406599575</id><published>2008-08-21T20:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:47:59.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perca tudo, menos sua honra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Estive trancado dentro dessa caixa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde sempre quem se levanta abaixa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E mesmo ao correr de ré, marcha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A banda que toca sons inaudíveis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para refletir sobre momentos irreflexíveis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corri e bati atrás da porta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como em desenhos animados escondidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorei corpos no ar estendidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda que não entendidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grita a criança morta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já que colhes o orvalho com a ponta do dedo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trás a minha boca, alvoroço, inquietude, sossego&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nosso plano nunca da certo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contamos sempre com o errado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rimas largadas sem sentido ou mesmo lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continuamos rimando sem nexo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Procurando fugir do complexo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juntando palavras com sentimento em anexo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E todas zonas de conforto colidem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E os que passam com gestos agridem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagens que passam em preto e branco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um segundo por noite, nesse calor do polo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O grande urso manco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os heróis que assaltam banco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O maioral que avança pelo flanco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E volto a me questionar sobre a vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempre torta, mal concluída&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E nos dias que a lua se junta ao sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corre o estridente lamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omnia si perdas, famam servare memento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4485628242406599575?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1785843477755552185</id><published>2008-08-21T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:47:33.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tanto quanto as batidas sequenciais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comecei a me sentir vazio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vem de repente o vento frio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assoprando em ondas anormais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os gemidos e suspiros no fim do corredor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As marcas de sangue os gritos de horror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanto material belico pouquissimas flores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma imensidão de criatividade, voltada somente a valores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agarre-se em algo firme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suas pernas começarão a tremer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O chão debaixo se desfazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo vivo há de perecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1785843477755552185?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1785843477755552185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1785843477755552185' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1785843477755552185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1785843477755552185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/scream.html' title='Scream'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-7012572638874877731</id><published>2008-08-21T20:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:47:08.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Da-me sua mão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pula comigo nessa loucura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mesmo sabendo das cicatrizes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e que a pele não tem mais espaço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não tenha medo que seja assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fazendo até doer a barriga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cansado de tudo a volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brincando de conhecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dançando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;transpirando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu te ofereço não so um amigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ofereco tambem o perigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de recuperar sua fé perdida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de ficar dependendo de uma voz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de encontrar um nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;te ofereço um sorriso escondido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uma flor com um cheiro tão doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pra você imaginar se "fosse"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu posso ouvir voce dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quero, não quero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ligo, não ligo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;medo, perigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abrigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-7012572638874877731?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/7012572638874877731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=7012572638874877731' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7012572638874877731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7012572638874877731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/frio.html' title='Frio'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-2718507322476308507</id><published>2008-08-21T20:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:46:39.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Forget&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Everything they told you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Everything they warned you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Everything you know that is truth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Promisse&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Be happy in first place&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Change what is wrong this days&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Be with someone who will love you always&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Gather&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;All your thougths together&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;A pouch of coins in leather&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Your family and your health&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Isn’t always that they say the truth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Isn’t impossible too&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Love is not so far away !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Hold on&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Smiles in exchange &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Nine months to come here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;That moment in a bustop in a rainy day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Combine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;The love you feel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;The passion blind and sick&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;The fire from a stick&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Catch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;All the chances you can&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Lend that coins to a friend&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;In a sunny cold day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Isn’t always wrong love too much&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Isn’t always odd worship an old song&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Isn’t wrong wish to be by your side, even when you left me behind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-2718507322476308507?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/2718507322476308507/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=2718507322476308507' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2718507322476308507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2718507322476308507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4536545670652001016</id><published>2008-08-21T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:46:23.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faltou-me a Coragem</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Queria eu saber a resposta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;para lhe dizer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sentir o mesmo denovo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;e ficar contigo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Talvez ter a coragem&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Para falar-te&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tudo que passamos juntos&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;me trazem belas lembranças&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas não se pode viver&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Embraçado somente delas&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Queria te dizer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;o que queres ouvir&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Queria de abraçar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;e faze-la rir&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mexer em teus cabelos&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;e te ver sorrir&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Voltar a te amar &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;e te completar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Como fizera outrora&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me sentir feliz ao teu lado&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Não ver o tempo passar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;E agora te digo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;sem mais demora&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A gente se vê ...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quem sabe outra hora&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4536545670652001016?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/4536545670652001016/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=4536545670652001016' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4536545670652001016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4536545670652001016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/faltou-me-coragem.html' title='Faltou-me a Coragem'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1697499666758266320</id><published>2008-08-21T20:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:45:18.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fade Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Walk the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still looking for what I'll never find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knock the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no answer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And let my body lay, until you come home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ask for more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Return to disgrace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's no joyness, if not here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drop the bottle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crash the glass of wine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the more i try, more i go down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There no way, to forget you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many things that made you cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you're right, go on with your life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me behind, ripping my soul, bleeding my lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you appear caring other by the hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for me this is worst then fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feelings which kept me awake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now throw me into mire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch me fade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until there's no sun left to rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch me fade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't let me alone to die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch me fade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurry now save from my nightmare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fade away ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1697499666758266320?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1697499666758266320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1697499666758266320' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1697499666758266320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1697499666758266320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/walk-rain-fade-away-still-looking-for.html' title='Fade Away'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-6283834511799537670</id><published>2008-08-21T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:44:48.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiencia do Riso do diabo, sem explicação eu brado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Parte I, com continuação posterior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como passam as nuvens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(o fato delas passando simplesmente sem serem notadas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chorando a chuva de cura &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(quando voce as percebe, a hora que a chuva cai e voce precisa dela)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de desejos reprimidos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(voce entender que precisa da chuva)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;escravo dos mimos alheios &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(e entender que tudo isso não faz sentido e se torna uma corrida para não se molhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;, caso voce não tenha com quem compartilhar esse momento em que voce se sente leve)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O despertador sempre marca a hora &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(tic, tic, tic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mas nunca é a sua hora certa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(tac, tac, tac)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da mesma maneira que deixa trilha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(como voce passa o dia inteiro e somente VOCE nota seus passos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a saudade no peito rasga e desperta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(imaginem a dor no peito de alguem perdendo um amor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E conto os passaros de papel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(não são de verdade, não voam, mas eu fiz inumeros so pela sua felicidade)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que fiz, pensando ao ver voce dormindo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(não tem nada mais belo que voce ver alguem que voce ama dormindo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naquele momento que ninguem mais tem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(é unico, ninguem vai passar por experiencia igual)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com sabor de delicias e fel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(voce lembra cada detalhe, sexo, carinhos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mnemonico, Caotico e lindo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(De lembranças, quando tudo desaba e voce percebe que tem a faca mas não o queijo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada faz sentido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Voce perdeu o rumo dos passos que so voce notava)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo colide a volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(E o ambiente ainda te prepara umas surpresas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;, que na verdade nem são tao intensas, mas na situação atual ...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um coro grita voce estar perdido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Todos a sua volta reclamam voce estar diferente, errado que algo tem que ser feito)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uma minoria te conforta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Alguns te apoiam em suas decisoes, esses sim são seus amigos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;são os que te entendem, mesmo voce estando errado, eles te entendem e te perdoam)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E voce vem aqui me buscar ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(A saudade aperta no peito, tão forte sufocando)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já e hora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(O tempo nessas horas parece infindavel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;, sem sentido e complexo demais para voce entender que não adianta esperar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vem não demora ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ainda mais sem nada fazer a respeito)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E enche os olhos d'agua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(As lembranças mais tristes são aquelas com as quais voce re-compatilha lagrimas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juras infaliveis de amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(As de sempre, todas quebradas, por motivos idiotas, afinal de contas a vida é uma grande piada)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cartas sem destinatario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(E voce faz como eu, escreve ao vento, sem rumo, pensando que alguem entende o que voce escreve)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enchem o corpo que grita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(E uma hora voce não aguenta mais a pressão)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Precisando de ajuda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Deixa escapar aquele grito de socorro)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Procurando uma sombra ao sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Não um lugar ao sol, uma sombra, o sol sem sombra é uma coisa trágica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e vc se ve confortado pelas pessoas realmente importantes da sua vida, quando encontra essa sombra)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem mesmo questionar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(E elas te apoiam)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nesse momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Naquele momento, mesmo que estivessem distantes antes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como voce se sente ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(E voce reflete sobre o assunto, e não dorme nessa noite)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou bem, obrigado, me esquece que eu sou passado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(E passa por cima da questão levando contigo apenas as liçoes e da uma de mal-compreendido pede desculpas e segue)&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/9206290957720990486-6283834511799537670?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/6283834511799537670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=6283834511799537670' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6283834511799537670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6283834511799537670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/experiencia-do-riso-do-diabo-sem_21.html' title='Experiencia do Riso do diabo, sem explicação eu brado.'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-366992109030503285</id><published>2008-08-21T20:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:44:31.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiencia do Riso do diabo, sem explicação eu brado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cansado, debil, demente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E pensando em tocar alguem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em ver correr um choro de felicidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em transbordar alegria e pensar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este é o momento mais feliz da minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certamente ja passou por algo semelhante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Historias fabulosas, feito as de Dante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alguem que le parafraseando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;comparando tecnicas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se toca que nada há de errado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tudo corre conforme ages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cercado de paredes e sem laje&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pedindo desculpas como se falasse bom dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Levando uma vida fria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Custeando momentos intimos com sua ira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom dia, como vai ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vou bem obrigado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E esquece o rosto como quem fuma um cigarro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas seu ego está em jogo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E um turbilhão surge como em roda de pogo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;São tapas na cara todo santo dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais conhecidos que historia de joao e maria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais cantados que ninares em melodia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E o amor ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queria eu amar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas minha mente idiota não me permite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talvez eu esteja melhor assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talvez eu deveria jogar outro jogo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talvez eu pudesse olhar para o outro lado.&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/9206290957720990486-366992109030503285?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/366992109030503285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=366992109030503285' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/366992109030503285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/366992109030503285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/experiencia-do-riso-do-diabo-sem.html' title='Experiencia do Riso do diabo, sem explicação eu brado.'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4831959725534306040</id><published>2008-08-21T20:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:43:46.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esqueça</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Esqueca ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;tudo que te contaram&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;o que te avisaram&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;o que vc sabia que era verdade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Prometa ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;ser feliz antes de tudo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;mudar o que é errado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;ter alguem que te ame ao seu lado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Enriqueca ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;seus pensamentos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;sua familia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;sua saude&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;nem sempre o que dizem é verdade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;nem sempre o impossivel, é &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;nem sempre o amor esta assim tao longe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Espere ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;sempre o melhor do proximo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;9 meses pra ter uma vida&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;aquele onibus debaixo de chuva &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Aumente ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;o amor que sente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;a paixao cega e doente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;o fogo incandescente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;Pegue ...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;todas as chances que vc tem &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;suas moedas e aposte&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;sol num dia frio&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;nem sempre amar e se declarar demais é errado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;nem sempre idolatrar um poeta antigo é antiquado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;nem sempre querer é poder estar ao teu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4831959725534306040?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/4831959725534306040/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=4831959725534306040' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4831959725534306040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4831959725534306040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/esquea.html' title='Esqueça'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4640275278981271504</id><published>2008-08-21T20:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:43:24.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Espelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me vejo através de um espelho&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que nenhum pode olhar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me mostra um eu&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Diferente do que vêem&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Para cada dia diferente&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Poderia ser um novo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Porem limito-me a não renascer tantas vezes assim&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sou tão imaturo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Outras sou velho, cheio de manias&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Um vírus em constante mutação&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Paradoxo incomum&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sim ! Esse vírus&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Consome lento o tempo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mudando minha estrutura&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Como curar uma doença&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cujo motivo é retórico ?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nem o tempo responde.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4640275278981271504?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/4640275278981271504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=4640275278981271504' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4640275278981271504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4640275278981271504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/espelho.html' title='Espelho'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4904554551669075586</id><published>2008-08-21T20:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:43:04.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esconderijo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Onde se esconde&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;tem lugar pra mim&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Por que foges&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;te descubro num passe de magica&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;passo a vida a procura&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;tao dificil e senil&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;insistencia débil&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Por que não agora&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;não vale ...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ainda assim foges mim&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;jogo todas moedas na fonte&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;peço e desejo tudo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;como uma inocente criança&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;vaga lembrança infantil&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Acha que é infinito&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;o sentimento erudito&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A Solidao e o Escuro lhe fazem mal&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;deixai te tirar da sombria prisão&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;que voce ergueu em volta&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;veja o que esta ao redor&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;apenas uma pessoa que&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;lhe é devota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4904554551669075586?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/4904554551669075586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=4904554551669075586' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4904554551669075586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4904554551669075586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/esconderijo.html' title='Esconderijo'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-2998839529139685880</id><published>2008-08-21T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:42:35.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Rosas que tu queres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ferida de pura beleza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fascinante defesa, espinhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Armas da natureza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belas e romanticas rosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ferem e trazem lagrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curam e trazem dor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manipuladoras do amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consolador afago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goteja orvalho translucido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosto de sangue, verve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buque de aroma indescritivel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simples , Complexas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Petalas e Caule&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raizes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-2998839529139685880?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/2998839529139685880/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=2998839529139685880' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2998839529139685880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2998839529139685880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/rosen.html' title='Rosen'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-8920134123867826021</id><published>2008-08-21T20:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:42:20.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Errar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;E disse ... erra filho da puta erra mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja era entrou pelo cano, não adianta chorar. Levanta e para de molhar os joelhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Concordo ... plenamente sou um completo idiota ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas puta que pariu, isso que da falar a verdade ... ou seja ... se fode ae babaca, bebe e faz merda ? Bebida não é desculpa pra nada ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas se não falasse nada tb ... é ... questão de porcentagens. Errei admito que errei ... Vou tentar não errar no futuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quase nada é garantido ... mas eu posso garantir com convicção uma simples coisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sou ultra sincero ao falar das pessoas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atitude rapaz ... Atitude ... e ve se deixa de ser burro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenho sentimentos. E estão feridos ... Vou sumir um tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O mais importante é conseguir dormir com a consciência tranquila. Isso eu garanto q consigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queria conseguir dormir mas não consigo. Sera q consigo trabalhar amanha ? Bem provavel ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu pego meu mundo de tentação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queimo tudo com meu proprio combustivel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu pego meus sonhos de criança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E atiro tudo no fundo da cabeça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leve me pra luz não me deixe aqui sozinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leve me logo, não guento mais esse frio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Era tão tranquilo olhar o mar contigo recostada em meus braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu pego meus sentimentos e trato como lixo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ensaco tudo e deixo alguem levar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu pego meu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E deixo ser fatiado somente por palavras e magoas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo por não pensar duas vezes e deixo alguem levar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lave meus olhos com sangue e embace minha visão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só assim nao poderei enxergar e viverei cada segundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com medo do primeiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E assim vou levando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quanto tempo eu aguento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-8920134123867826021?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/8920134123867826021/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=8920134123867826021' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8920134123867826021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8920134123867826021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/errar.html' title='Errar'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1744413683598412897</id><published>2008-08-21T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:41:44.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E tudo mudou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;E tudo mudou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já não vejo mais teus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorava nos meus braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queria só te amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não acredito que seja um mal-entendido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joguei tudo fora nesse amor lascivo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E tudo mudou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinto-me mal-compreendido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Era pra ser pra sempre? Ou me enganou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por causa de uns erros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamais será o mesmo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Piadas falsas, carinhos de mentira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E tudo mudou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde havia flores, resta podridão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nos campos de risos e negação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinto muito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semearia mais amor no nosso jardim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas não posso plantar num terreno que não mais é meu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E tudo mudou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dá para voltar atrás?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diz que sim, se quiser eu choro como uma criança...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi tão bonito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqueles primeiros trocar de olhares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O beijo de uma vida de duração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E tudo mudou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acorde, estamos em casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo não passou de um sonho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ou não?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1744413683598412897?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1744413683598412897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1744413683598412897' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1744413683598412897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1744413683598412897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/e-tudo-mudou.html' title='E tudo mudou'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1565844815865603789</id><published>2008-08-21T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:41:01.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Despertar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Onde se esconde ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tem lugar pra mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por que foges ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;te descubro num passe de magica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;passo a vida a procura &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tao dificil e senil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;insistencia débil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por que não agora ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não vale ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda assim foges mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jogo todas moedas na fonte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peço e desejo tudo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como uma inocente criança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vaga lembrança infantil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acha que é infinito ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o sentimento erudito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Solidao e o Escuro lhe fazem mal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deixai te tirar da sombria prisão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que voce ergueu em volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veja o que esta ao redor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apenas uma pessoa que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lhe é devota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1565844815865603789?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1565844815865603789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1565844815865603789' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1565844815865603789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1565844815865603789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/despertar.html' title='Despertar'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-5776500172722462212</id><published>2008-08-21T20:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:40:22.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh nua e crua verdade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me delicio so de ver tanta fartura de prazeres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em um corpo tão pequeno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desejo lhe embraçar e te fazer só minha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois egoista e primal que sou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não divido minha caça com outros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não jamais te olharia com outros olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senão os mesmos sangrentos e suados de batalha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E a fins de torpor de corpo onde perco-me em teus desejos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realizo-me como homem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não arrancando seu caule&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E sim me nutrindo de seu aroma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não sou uma besta, nem mesmo santo ou anjo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou apenas desejo em forma de carne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dominação de espirito e rimbombadas prazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sou o Afrodite e o Marte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sou um deus em forma de homem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sou a paixão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-5776500172722462212?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-5319038302911193843</id><published>2008-08-21T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:39:47.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Demência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Chega dessas mentiras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se me encontrasse morto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choraria um ou dois dias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nem mesmo a cova cavarias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tampouco ordenaria as cavalarias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me enganaria novamente como so você faz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E traria por alguns segundos momentos de paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seria você meu algoz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que me elimina num momento feroz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e destroi tudo que construo somente com a voz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saia da minha vida !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que ja se encontra mais que perdida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixa fechar a ferida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ou me envenena de vez com bebida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabe que outro não clama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Concorda que não faz sentido viver sem essa chama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E sussurra no meu ouvido que me ama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E eu te perdoaria por toda e quaquer vez que foi fria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ou mesmo quando jurou em vão que me amaria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mesmo sabendo que me traia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afinal, eu te amo tanto que não existo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apenas demêncio meu proprio filme de cristo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no qual nenhuma roupa visto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e sinto frio mesmo ao notar que te conquisto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-5319038302911193843?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/5319038302911193843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=5319038302911193843' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/5319038302911193843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/5319038302911193843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/demncia.html' title='Demência'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-7389905224579457530</id><published>2008-08-21T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:39:10.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poesia infinita</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sempre dúvidas de como começar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Uma poesia, nada mais que sentimentos&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Transformados em palavras, os pensamentos voam sobre&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Uma folha de papel, números um e zero&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tudo está na cabeça , martelando, batendo, apertando&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Meu coração esmagado, minha respiração ofegante pede&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;O perfume de seu corpo, a sua junto a minha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Vida é assim mesmo...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ninguém pode salvar-me agora&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que já estou assim, tão dependente de você&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;É a culpada e tudo isso! Não me diga para julgar ou não&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Diga-me que não me ama, Que não deseja, tanto&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quanto eu espero para poder ver novamente&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Caio em pensamentos, palavras mal traçadas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Linhas tortas respingadas de um liquido, que só por você tenho&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-7389905224579457530?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/7389905224579457530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=7389905224579457530' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7389905224579457530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7389905224579457530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/poesia-infinita.html' title='Poesia infinita'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-5129532328028705616</id><published>2008-08-21T20:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:37:15.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flechas sem dono</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Quando estou sozinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada faz sentido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E acompanhado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada tem valor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando fecho portas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abro as janelas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vejo anjos mortos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Demonios vivos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempre acreditei que fugir de casa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Era o melhor à fazer da vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando tive a chance ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E me atiraram flechas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dessas que não tem dono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tambem fizeram festas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dignas de quem tem trono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E abriram frestas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nesse coração vazio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas nunca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nunca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nunca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vai embora o frio ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E me arrancaram vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e ate os sorrisos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e fizeram despedidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para uns amigos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa vida fraca, sem valor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa coisa toda de não ter amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse jogo sujo que não leva a nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E desperdicei quando tive a chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E me atiraram flechas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dessas que não tem dono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tambem fizeram festas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dignas de quem tem trono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E abriram frestas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nesse coração vazio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas nunca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nunca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nunca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vai embora o frio ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-5129532328028705616?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/5129532328028705616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=5129532328028705616' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/5129532328028705616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/5129532328028705616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/flechas-sem-dono.html' title='Flechas sem dono'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1435006825591094778</id><published>2008-08-21T20:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T11:33:59.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caralho de asa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Avisto de longe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Persigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avisto de perto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me perco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fantasio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinto ate o cheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomo em meus braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gero laços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abraços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amassos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomo na cara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indecisão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confinado, Solidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porra de vida de Cão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abuse, aproveite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre muitos deleite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse sonho maravilhosamente horrivel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E depois me esqueça, para que eu nunca suspeite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gera revolta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cansaço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fico na mão do palhaço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Resistencia da porra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou feito de aço ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gera energia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo cansado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não fico parado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ricocheteio para todo lado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abuse, destrua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fale-me: Nunca serei tua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desencanta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lamenta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já se foram os anos 70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não tem mais loucura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nem aquela cara de marrenta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poesia com giria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do caralho, de asa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se não fosse assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHhhhh vai pra casa .. .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1435006825591094778?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1435006825591094778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1435006825591094778' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1435006825591094778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1435006825591094778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/caralho-de-asa.html' title='Caralho de asa'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-7823827409946547372</id><published>2008-08-21T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:36:19.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cansar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;De que adianta expor sentimentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E ser pisoteado como um prisioneiro de guerra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De que adianta horas a fio de contos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se ninguem os lê com os mesmos olhos que eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cansei de ser o arauto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cansei de ser noveau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cansei de ser intelectual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero ser eu mesmo mas não consigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De que adianta as flores que te compro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morrem na semana seguinte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deveria lhe comprar campos floridos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas voce nao daria conta de regar a todas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cansei de investir em amores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cansei de plantar flores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora eu quero amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E toda vez que tento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tem sempre um porem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor , Amor não vale tentar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No final estamos todos sós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivemos sozinhos com milhoes de pessoas a nossa volta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-7823827409946547372?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/7823827409946547372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=7823827409946547372' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7823827409946547372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/7823827409946547372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/cansar.html' title='Cansar'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1407464732109668820</id><published>2008-08-21T20:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:36:04.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can´t you understand ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1 Mad 2 Mad 3 Mad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dam Den Damn run like them !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to the forest and plant a henchman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or just stay at home and watch he-man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll not stand, greetings for the jam !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A-p-e bodylings suited for battle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wedding ring for a shackle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Little old happyness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you feel a little madness ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you, i love you, i hope you believe me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twisted pair of shoelaces, run for something free !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1407464732109668820?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1407464732109668820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1407464732109668820' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1407464732109668820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1407464732109668820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/cant-you-understand.html' title='Can´t you understand ?'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-4864429178045576244</id><published>2008-08-21T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:35:23.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Body</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Some acts in life, that seems to be uncomprehensible, are made only to prove that youre alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll never have me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll not fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let behind your emotions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freedom for all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll get through this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll not help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a look at this mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Never Never AGAIN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a look at this body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Never Never AGAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a lokk at this soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Never Never AGAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go away, GO you and your fake prides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go away, GO saying that your never lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-4864429178045576244?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/4864429178045576244/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=4864429178045576244' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4864429178045576244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/4864429178045576244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/body.html' title='Body'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-506105881534623623</id><published>2008-08-21T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:35:08.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bio-Mechanic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;They allowed no further generations to go outside. The system is a threat. The people argue about living prison. The free zones are just a tale ? We want freedom, We want peace, We want music ! We want IT, cause no one holds the Bio-mechanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lock ! Lock ! Lock ! Your Weapon !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lock ! Lock ! Lock ! It more !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lock ! Lock ! Lock ! HAIL HARDCORE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drop ! Drop ! Drop ! The Hammer !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drop ! Drop ! Drop ! The Door !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drop ! Drop ! Drop ! BREAK THE DANCEFLOOR !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't ! Can't ! Can't ! Allow !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't ! Can't ! Can't ! Control !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't ! Can't ! Can't ! YOU CAN'T CONTAIN THE FLOW !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try ! Try ! Try ! Harder !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try ! Try ! Try ! Faster !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try ! Try ! Try ! DANCE TILL YOU DIE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't allow to drop The Hammer !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lock Your Weapon, Die Faster !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance Harder, Dance more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance HARDCORE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one control it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bio - me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bio - me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one can't contain it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bio Bio Bio - me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one can suppress it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIO-MECHANIC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-506105881534623623?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/506105881534623623/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=506105881534623623' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/506105881534623623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/506105881534623623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/bio-mechanic.html' title='Bio-Mechanic'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-2899687860752584260</id><published>2008-08-21T20:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:34:29.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bem vinda ao mundo real</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Nas profundezas do meu âmago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Busquei palavras pra te descrever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Não consegui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Por inacabáveis pensamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tentei me esquecer da timidez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mas de novo... Não consegui reagir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ao fitar meu olhar ao seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tentei não ficar fascinado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mas era certo, não tinha nem como olhar pro lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Apesar da sua timidez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Através de tudo que voce fez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Enxerguei seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;E de leve peguei em tua mão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Trazendo seu rosto perto ao meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Bem vindo à realidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Esqueça a Ilusão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Diego Ramirez de Lavor Almeida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;mso-pagination:none; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-2899687860752584260?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/2899687860752584260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=2899687860752584260' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2899687860752584260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2899687860752584260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/bem-vinda-ao-mundo-real.html' title='Bem vinda ao mundo real'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-1149808268305732395</id><published>2008-08-21T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:33:45.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bigorna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Delicado como flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robusto como carvalho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caminhando entre o céu e gotas de orvalho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinga o liquido amargo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escorre a garganta quente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acaba-se o claro do dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que Venha, noite encandeceste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Das brumas surge o clarão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Força de impacto, explosão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da fúria do mundo absorvo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na pele começa o estorvo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quente energia circula&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Retumbando ate o ápice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No final temperatura morna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De forja em bigorna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-1149808268305732395?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/1149808268305732395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=1149808268305732395' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1149808268305732395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/1149808268305732395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/bigorna.html' title='Bigorna'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-8884046559144143109</id><published>2008-08-21T20:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:33:28.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Aos meus amigos o melhor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mesmo eu estando na pior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E a sabedoria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;falemos também das coisas fúteis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou formulas de profunda alquimia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aos meus amigos o que der e vier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eu tendo, ponho por eles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não tendo, me rendo aos mesmos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aos meus amigos o afeto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quando estiverem abatidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a beira do precipício&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou barrados num hospício&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;durante a vida toda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do equinócio ao solstício&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aos meus amigos a memória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de um tapa nas costas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de um soco bem dado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;das brigas constantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dos vexames de outrora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aos meus amigos a confiança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de nunca ser traído ou trair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de desculpar se acontecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se lembrar depois e rir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de não cobiçar e invejar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de saber a vida levar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aos meus amigos o amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de uma pessoa sincera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de lagrimas verdadeiras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ou as fingidas por bons motivos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aos meus amigos mais amigos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e fidelidade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obrigada pela amizade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-8884046559144143109?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/8884046559144143109/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=8884046559144143109' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8884046559144143109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8884046559144143109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/amizade.html' title='Amizade'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-2520602142715301893</id><published>2008-08-21T20:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:32:51.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Errar é humano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Eu odeio errar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas é preciso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sou impreciso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só preciso amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu odeio errar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já não mais consigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ver seu olho cheio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A se derramar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu odeio errar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As cicatrizes já&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não na superfície&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Já estão profundas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem remediar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu odeio errar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De que vale a vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem os erros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De que vale errar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem aprender com os mesmos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De que vale a boca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem poder beijar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De que vale amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu odeio errar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me leve para um lugar bem frio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas me aqueça com seu calor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chame-me de estúpido e vazio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas no dia seguinte de meu amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixe-me sozinho na chuva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E depois venha correndo me beijar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Odeie-me e ame em 1 segundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas quando o dia chegar se lembre de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abrace-me, me de seu olhar mais profundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas não me ponha em segundo lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que sou um zero a esquerda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que sou amargo e sensível&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que sou menos do que acho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei ser leigo quando necessário&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não sei fingir estar feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que sou bruto e incompreensível&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que sou surdo e mudo às vezes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que sou o bobo da corte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não sei ficar triste no meio da multidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ou talvez não me permita isto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que sou ignorante e irredimível&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que sou um lunático meta-morfo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que sou inocente e incauto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que sou o Judas às vezes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que outras sou o menino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ao final de contas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não sei quem sou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não sou quem acredito ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só sempre sei que errei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erro tanto que só eu sei que não mereço quem me ama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-2520602142715301893?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/2520602142715301893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=2520602142715301893' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2520602142715301893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/2520602142715301893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/errar-humano.html' title='Errar é humano'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-8587418351050893165</id><published>2008-08-21T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:32:35.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abnóxio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Estou vendado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O café é claro, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sinto o cheiro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não provo o gosto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;passa o ano, já agosto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E todo o meu, em você&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muito envenenado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem troca de paixões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trava, engasgado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e o som do bater de coração desenfreado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quer sentir o que eu sinto ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quer escutar o que eu escuto ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quer me bater na cara no momento mais fraco ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quer me machucar ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para ver o quanto eu consigo sangrar ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tem terremoto em meu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tem ruido em minha canção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enfrento tempestade em minha alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arranhares de unha na carne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas mesmo assim não perco a calma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas quero que você se desarme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E eu vi todas arvores queimadas até a chão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E pedi para você apenas não desistir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voltar já não é uma opção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apenas quebre, meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-8587418351050893165?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/8587418351050893165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=8587418351050893165' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8587418351050893165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/8587418351050893165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/abnxio.html' title='Abnóxio'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-9201157612208105186</id><published>2008-08-21T20:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:32:22.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A ultima Faca de Roland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olha o investir do tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corre sangue adentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O coração resiste as flechadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devido a cicatrizes, cartas marcadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olha só o que a gente esperava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O romance regojizava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O gozo quando transava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o piscar de olhos, acabava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olha la, vem denovo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seduzindo, Cantando, Devorando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sugando a vida em pranto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desistindo de tudo, jogado ao canto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olha pela janela da alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Veja os felizes passando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De mãos dadas com o vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fonte do amor impenetravel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo mentira e lamuria,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falsidade, hipocrisia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comodidade e Regalia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foda-se seus motivos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não mereceu meus sorrisos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Engasga com tua felicidade e morre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nem mesmo morrendo socorre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quero tudo devolta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para que este "eu" não mais chore.&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/9206290957720990486-9201157612208105186?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/9201157612208105186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=9201157612208105186' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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arranca as petalas como se fossem comida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mastiga-as sem se importar estraçalhando a beleza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;regojiza de prazer, em vestes azul turqueza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sede&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mistura suor e lagrimas num prato raso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toma-as como sopa fria, deixando a desejar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanto em sabor como em gosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Então movesse um dia de agosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some por 100 dias, já não mais se ve o rosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inocencia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brinca com os cabelos, como se fossem fitas do mais puro cetim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olhares difusos, proibidos para mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nunca fez essa escolha, e jamais o fará.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre tantos errados, foi logo me acertar ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-467483132575071359?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/467483132575071359/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=467483132575071359' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/467483132575071359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/467483132575071359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-desejos.html' title='3 desejos'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-6836730480748193419</id><published>2008-08-10T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T18:05:30.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>I look myself in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;And the reflex that I see&lt;br /&gt;Shows me someone incomplete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i can see all, Even with my eyes closed shut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the light plays mind tricks with my senses&lt;br /&gt;Making me remember of her, in every shadow dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body swet, my mind cools down&lt;br /&gt;Music seems to enlighten words&lt;br /&gt;Flowing, remembering candies kisses, body pleasures, her cute laugh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories that I want forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maschine - 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-6836730480748193419?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/6836730480748193419/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=6836730480748193419' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6836730480748193419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6836730480748193419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/2008/08/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Ramirez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16958281273361348330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KuvT3lmUYkI/TPmO5SDQQUI/AAAAAAAAALg/KRqBff1vuPE/S220/ramirz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9206290957720990486.post-6303425497414903918</id><published>2008-08-10T17:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:38:51.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>Passagem</title><content type='html'>É muito tarde, já batem os doze&lt;br /&gt;Cada batida escandaliza e desmoraliza&lt;br /&gt;Acordam memórias a muito adormecidas&lt;br /&gt;São vocês, minhas doces, queridas&lt;br /&gt;Alvos de mentiras, imagens distorcidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É muito tarde, já não posso voltar&lt;br /&gt;A Falange de derrotas segura&lt;br /&gt;O Macabro barqueiro murmura&lt;br /&gt;O medalhão carrega meu resto, e a balsa range&lt;br /&gt;Ai vem de novo a falange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada lapso, cada sorriso, uma moeda&lt;br /&gt;Jogadas a esmo, uma queda&lt;br /&gt;O que eram elas para mim ?&lt;br /&gt;Esse é o caminho do errante&lt;br /&gt;Devéras satisfeito e abominável&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invejo os anjos por não terem sexo&lt;br /&gt;Travam batalhas divinas, imortais&lt;br /&gt;Seres inescrupulosos, imorais&lt;br /&gt;Todos dotados de decisões, sem iguais&lt;br /&gt;Grandes errantes, celestiais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inóspito balanço, inerte avanço&lt;br /&gt;Ao tocar a água rabisco o desenho da lua&lt;br /&gt;Reflete em ondas, a verdade crua&lt;br /&gt;Ricocheteando ilusões, se me dizes, sou tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me negas regresso, flertas e despreza&lt;br /&gt;Arranca meus dotes, chama-me de impuro, infiel&lt;br /&gt;Arranca a ultima gota de fel, desfere tua fúria em minha carne&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me desacordado, chegando ao outro lado&lt;br /&gt;Ao notar, está tudo errado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maschine / 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9206290957720990486-6303425497414903918?l=themaschine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themaschine.blogspot.com/feeds/6303425497414903918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9206290957720990486&amp;postID=6303425497414903918' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6303425497414903918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9206290957720990486/posts/default/6303425497414903918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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