<?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-7381715963542988596</id><updated>2011-10-03T22:32:11.434-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blindness of the Hearts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-8198614767515475888</id><published>2011-10-03T21:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T22:32:11.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'>INTENSA</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         21         false   false   false      PT-BR   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8198614767515475888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2011/10/intensa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/8198614767515475888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/8198614767515475888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2011/10/intensa.html' title='INTENSA'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-3726836639101556672</id><published>2010-02-19T11:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T11:29:24.373-02:00</updated><title type='text'>14/02/2010 - Festinha na barraca!!! - Fotolog</title><summary type='text'>14/02/2010 - Festinha na barraca!!! - Fotolog</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.fotolog.com.br/blind_angel/51064350' title='14/02/2010 - Festinha na barraca!!! - Fotolog'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3726836639101556672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2010/02/14022010-festinha-na-barraca-fotolog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/3726836639101556672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/3726836639101556672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2010/02/14022010-festinha-na-barraca-fotolog.html' title='14/02/2010 - Festinha na barraca!!! - Fotolog'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-8444231665189226968</id><published>2009-12-15T11:41:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:44:27.430-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quer saber da última? dia 19 tem show do Móveis em Brasília!!</title><summary type='text'>Com essa bagunça que está acontecendo na nossa cidade, não pudemos cumprir nosso objetivo de fazer o Móveis Convida XI. Em compensação, vamos fazer um showzão de fim de ano pra vocês. Dia 19/12, no Parque da Cidade, estacionamento 10, entre o Carreira e o Pirraça, onde acontece já a tradicional festa nas sextas feiras, a FUNFARRA. Depois e antes do show, discotecagem com integrantes dos Móveis e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8444231665189226968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/12/quer-saber-da-ultima-dia-19-tem-show-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/8444231665189226968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/8444231665189226968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/12/quer-saber-da-ultima-dia-19-tem-show-do.html' title='Quer saber da última? dia 19 tem show do Móveis em Brasília!!'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQODGIs_gjc/SyeSONzYXQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7QABIvGL2VQ/s72-c/MOVEIS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-7286476580000841603</id><published>2009-11-12T15:40:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:47:27.667-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaaah...</title><summary type='text'> 	 	 	 	 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	  Paixão  Causa das nossas tormentas,   Noites em claro, pensamentos fogem do meu controle...  Pensamentos esses que levam até você, até teus carinhos, beijos e abraços Algo em mim não me deixa descansar um só minuto, tudo gira em torno de você...  Sinto meu coração bater mais forte, minha respiração</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7286476580000841603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/11/aaaah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/7286476580000841603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/7286476580000841603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/11/aaaah.html' title='Aaaah...'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQODGIs_gjc/SvxJa-I8dMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/USJREPGW6Kg/s72-c/DSC08392.psd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-5360334394968425390</id><published>2009-11-03T16:52:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:58:43.950-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Seremos...</title><summary type='text'> 	 	 	 	 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	  Únicos  Quando me beijas sinto coisas que jamais imaginei sentir novamente. Uma felicidade imensa que logo me toma por inteira. Sinto meu coração se abrindo para esse amor sem medo algum, e me dando a certeza do que procurava, de ter achado a coisa mais valiosa... Você!  Teus carinhos me transmitem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5360334394968425390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/11/seremos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/5360334394968425390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/5360334394968425390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/11/seremos.html' title='Seremos...'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fQODGIs_gjc/SvB8b_KGq8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/waCwvKIaMcw/s72-c/luxuria.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-6893899987589667049</id><published>2009-10-29T14:54:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:49:25.944-02:00</updated><title type='text'>08/2009 - Pôr-do-Sol no Cerrado</title><summary type='text'> Certezas Não quero alguém que morra de amor por mim…Só preciso de alguém que viva por mim,que queira estar junto de mim, me abraçando.Não exijo que esse alguém me ame como eu o amo,quero apenas que me ame, não me importando com que intensidade.Não tenho a pretensão de que todas as pessoas que gosto,gostem de mim…Nem que eu faça a falta que elas me fazem, o importante pra mim é saber que eu, em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6893899987589667049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/082009-por-do-sol-no-ccerrado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/6893899987589667049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/6893899987589667049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/082009-por-do-sol-no-ccerrado.html' title='08/2009 - Pôr-do-Sol no Cerrado'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQODGIs_gjc/SunKeAZqiaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XSHIYA_5EDY/s72-c/DSC07377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-5616051741435111648</id><published>2009-10-29T01:01:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T01:12:42.939-02:00</updated><title type='text'>08/2009 - O Ceú do Cerrado</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	  Hein? Sentir isso de novo me deixa assustada e ao mesmo tempo viva.   Me sinto no Ceú e ao mesmo tempo no Inferno. Sinto saudades de coisas que nem vivi ainda... Minhas pernas ficam dormentes, meu rosto vermelho e meu coração dispara... e eu que imaginei que já não o tinha mais! É como eu sempre falo "Nada é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5616051741435111648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/082009-o-ceu-do-cerrado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/5616051741435111648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/5616051741435111648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/082009-o-ceu-do-cerrado.html' title='08/2009 - O Ceú do Cerrado'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQODGIs_gjc/SukG1Lgr4oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CEt8WLsNvOk/s72-c/DSC07231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-3604021692024086535</id><published>2009-10-24T03:49:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T03:57:26.741-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Assim "sou sendo"...</title><summary type='text'>Sou uma "PernambuCanda" Sonhadora com os pé no chão,Uma Sofredora Contente,Uma Romântica Realista,Uma Apaixonada Desiludida,Uma Poetiza sem Grandes Talentos,Uma Fotografa com um Olhar Distante do seu assunto,Uma Administradora Sem Noção!...É... "capazmente" de eu ser o que realmente sou...Sendo assim, uma Contradição Personificada e Perfeccionista !(Yelena Aguiar - 23/10/09)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3604021692024086535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/assim-sou-sendo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/3604021692024086535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/3604021692024086535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/assim-sou-sendo.html' title='Assim &quot;sou sendo&quot;...'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQODGIs_gjc/SuKW4tNAygI/AAAAAAAAAEs/TVSfjf3qzJA/s72-c/3864209346_2f474357fb_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-8035414213709121557</id><published>2009-10-19T19:26:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:51:17.946-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Desenterrando Minhas Mémorias</title><summary type='text'>   	 	 	 	 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	  ...Provas de Amor...Uma vez ouvir alguém falarQue ciúmes é uma prova de amorSerá mesmo?Muitas vezes te dei, te magoandoSem desejar, provas de amor doentias,Sem limites, sem pensar...Não é difícil falar e dar conselhos,Fácil não é colocar em prática,Séria possível agradar Deus e ao DiaboSem</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8035414213709121557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/desenterrando-minhas-memorias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/8035414213709121557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/8035414213709121557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/desenterrando-minhas-memorias.html' title='Desenterrando Minhas Mémorias'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-9155409939643937824</id><published>2009-05-20T04:45:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:06:28.268-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Você Já Sentiu Hoje?</title><summary type='text'>	 	 	 	 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	  Sentir  As vezes desejo sentir novamente quando na verdade não sinto... Sentimentos tão sinceros e puros por que me machucam? Será que sou condenada a sentir o nada? Ah! eu sinto e como sinto, mas não é o Nada, mas também não sei se é o Tudo... na verdade não sei o que sinto...   Só sei que sinto..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/9155409939643937824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/voce-ja-sentiu-hoje.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/9155409939643937824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/9155409939643937824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/voce-ja-sentiu-hoje.html' title='Você Já Sentiu Hoje?'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQODGIs_gjc/ShO54kGPRkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aydcEshJCPs/s72-c/saudade-ricardotavares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-3842639245897958046</id><published>2009-04-30T14:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:53:16.687-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Como ser diferente disso quando se ama?!</title><summary type='text'>(Foto By BLinD_AnGeL:  Praia de São José da Coroa Grande - PE)   	 	 	 	 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	   Como Você Vive?   	Vivo como todo mundo, que 	um dia amou e foi amado!Que 	já sentiu o aconchego de um abraço,  	A 	alegria de um sorriso,  	O 	calor de um carinho cheio de paixão,  	O 	gosto de  um beijo de desejo,E 	o brilho de um</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3842639245897958046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/04/como-ser-diferente-disso-quando-se-ama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/3842639245897958046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/3842639245897958046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/04/como-ser-diferente-disso-quando-se-ama.html' title='Como ser diferente disso quando se ama?!'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fQODGIs_gjc/SfnhOFOL0_I/AAAAAAAAADM/Vqvnz7u_hgI/s72-c/DSC01267.psd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-1919125031869345728</id><published>2009-03-30T03:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T03:14:17.324-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Por quê?</title><summary type='text'>     É impressionante como as pessoas falam coisas sem saber a importância que isso ganha na vida de uma pessoa.     Se vc não sabe a importância, melhor ficar calado... Do que pronuciar palavras que vc acha que estão ao vento  e na verdade estão dando um sentido a vida de alguém que o considera  muito Especial. Por quê?    Eu nunca jogo palavras ao vento, todas tem destino certo e são sempre as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1919125031869345728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/03/por-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/1919125031869345728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/1919125031869345728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2009/03/por-que.html' title='Por quê?'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQODGIs_gjc/SdBiBkOsdlI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XwrZbQ18C9A/s72-c/3397225685_2c3b308ea3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7381715963542988596.post-8189850815170135143</id><published>2008-12-19T16:41:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:48:47.299-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Olhar Perdido...</title><summary type='text'>O Dia Um dia você decidiu ir embora...Diante disto aprendi a viver de memórias e de lembranças...De sorrisos alheios e olhares estranhos,De perfume sem cheiro,Carinhos sem toques,Voz sem som,Beijos sem boca...Se antes meu coração saltava ao te verHoje quieto, te procura em meio a multidãoE fica pequenino quando vê que mais um dia passará sem vc...Minha pele arrepiada quando tinha você ao meu lado</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8189850815170135143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2008/12/um-olhar-perdido.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/8189850815170135143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7381715963542988596/posts/default/8189850815170135143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blindnessofthehearts.blogspot.com/2008/12/um-olhar-perdido.html' title='Um Olhar Perdido...'/><author><name>*BLinD_AnGeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03259071445206972194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEF6v66Aodo/TopaCyzXd5I/AAAAAAAAANk/VAPSiuMTbFk/s220/5732736576_bc79ddee0a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fQODGIs_gjc/SUvwKEOfrlI/AAAAAAAAABw/duQoxwncuHg/s72-c/portaop%26p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
