<?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-25758895</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:16:32.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DREAMER</title><subtitle type='html'>Minha visão...pensamentos todos traduzidos em palavras;;;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-6785363357029301369</id><published>2009-03-09T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:34:51.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAGRIMAS DE SANGUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/SbV8v09La1I/AAAAAAAAABM/ZB5oIvNs5rg/s1600-h/lll.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311288496664308562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/SbV8v09La1I/AAAAAAAAABM/ZB5oIvNs5rg/s200/lll.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu vi a dor, eu vi o medo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu senti pavor, eu senti o calor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Algo crescia, alguma coisa doia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LAgrimas escorriam, sangue caia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tristeza eu via, a morte eu sentia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando tenho estas lembranças minha alma se arrepia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parecia que era o meu corpo que padecia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minhas falas nao saiam, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minhas pernas estremeciam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gritos eu ouvia, enquanto crianças corriam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pena eu sentia, paralisado eu ficava, minha impotecia me aterrorizava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diante daquela cena tão bizarra, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tento nao me lembrar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas quando durmo volta a pensar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By Paulo Asen 09/03/09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-6785363357029301369?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/6785363357029301369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/6785363357029301369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-vi-dor-eu-vi-o-medo-eu-senti-pavor.html' title='LAGRIMAS DE SANGUE'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/SbV8v09La1I/AAAAAAAAABM/ZB5oIvNs5rg/s72-c/lll.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-7965148156651020170</id><published>2009-03-09T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:35:37.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRECIPICIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/SbVzpPC59dI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IBUrhVry37E/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311278487803917778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/SbVzpPC59dI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IBUrhVry37E/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Até onde alcançarei? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Até onde voarei? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quais erros ainda cometerei? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quantas mais visões e ilusões terei? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quantos precipicios me jogarei? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lagrimas infelizmente derramei! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Objetivos conquistei, Lutas, eu lutei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Precipicios? Sim, me joguei!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amar? Sim, Amei!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sangue? Sim, derramei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vida? Sim viverei... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Medo? Sentirei... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por enquanto só me resta pensar em sorrisos que ainda tirarei!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By Paulo Asen 08/03/09&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-7965148156651020170?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/7965148156651020170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/7965148156651020170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/precipicios.html' title='PRECIPICIOS'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/SbVzpPC59dI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IBUrhVry37E/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-3313991587639323288</id><published>2008-06-09T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:18:59.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"ACREDITE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/SE1AaisrDBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MbVapjSAByI/s1600-h/heaven.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209891168672484370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/SE1AaisrDBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MbVapjSAByI/s320/heaven.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Existem dias que estamos desacreditados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Muitas vezes estamos desanimados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Se sentindo abandonados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas algo diferente sempre acontece, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E é assim que permacesse, e é assim que deve ficar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O que devemos fazer é acreditar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Temos esse dom, temos esse dever, temos que crer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Existe algo mais alem dessa vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Algo a mais do que voce imagina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nas horas de desespero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coloque coisas boas em sua mente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ajoelhe-se e olhe para o céu, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lembre-se que Ele estara te ouvindo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estara te sentindo, te acalmando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E voce podera sentir que Ele esta te amando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Basta olhar e acreditar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Basta lembrar, basta orar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agradecer pois Ele sempre irá te amar!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By PAULO ASEN 09/06/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-3313991587639323288?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=df2cbf63bc9b558d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/3313991587639323288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/3313991587639323288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/acredite.html' title='&quot;ACREDITE&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/SE1AaisrDBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MbVapjSAByI/s72-c/heaven.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-1288770973276193236</id><published>2007-08-06T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:47:44.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" JORNADA DISTANTE "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/RrexzJXyeKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TwCET7H0hMw/s1600-h/Estrada_01a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095736995640146082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="226" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/RrexzJXyeKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TwCET7H0hMw/s320/Estrada_01a.jpg" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Vive grandes dias, grandes alegrias, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sentimentos eu tive, alguns bons outros tistres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorrisos eu dei, sorrisos eu tirei, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Em lagrimas eu ja escorreguei, mas em sorrisos eu viajei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Momentos que todos não se esquecem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dias que nao escurecem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Noites em que voei, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Por emoções que passei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;De coisas que nunca me esquecerei, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rostos que me fazem lembrar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Momentos que até me fazem dar risada sozinho embaixo do chuveiro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Não sei onde ficaram meus parceiros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somento posso dizer o quanto sinto saudades desta jornada distante, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E que lembrando delas é que me fazem seguir adiante..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paulo Asen 06/08/07&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/25758895-1288770973276193236?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/1288770973276193236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/1288770973276193236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2007/08/jornada-distante.html' title='&quot; JORNADA DISTANTE &quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZOaYDyFpSLo/RrexzJXyeKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TwCET7H0hMw/s72-c/Estrada_01a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-115622095237040153</id><published>2006-08-21T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:29:12.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"TÃO LONGE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As vezes me pego tão longe, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Onde talvez você não me veja, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei que deseja que eu apareça, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas não faria isso comigo mesmo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É tão complicado entender, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É tão dificl aprender,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Por que é tão dificil viver? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao mesmo tempo é tão dificil responder, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Questões, versões, paixões, emoções, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Consentradas em um só coração, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em um só lugar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cada despertar,um luar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez alguem para amar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez alguem para deixar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coisas tão loucas,  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coisas sem explicações, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo parece estar sem emoções, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez tivesse eu ido embora com essas canções, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei se irei escrever, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei mais se irei viver, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei que irei morrer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas não agora, não hoje, não daqui um segundo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho ainda que ver meu mundo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viver o sentimento mais profundo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho que sair gritando na chuva, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho que beber mais uma garrafa, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho que sentir mais uma vez você, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho que ficar acordado até o amanhecer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com ou sem saber o que irá acontecer..."   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;      By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(este poema foi minha volta as escritas,  pois, estive um tempo afastado delas, mas  agora minha vida mudou novamente, muito obrigado aqueles que sempre os acompanham, e o pedido de desculpas para quem os procurou,  e não os encontrou)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-115622095237040153?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115622095237040153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115622095237040153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-longe.html' title='&quot;TÃO LONGE&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-115215354860418354</id><published>2006-07-05T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T19:39:08.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"AS NOITES"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/luar5-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/luar5-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Por que as noites parecem ser todas iguais? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que a vida parece que esta passando e nada esta mudando? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que que estou acordando nas mesmas manhãs? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tantas duvidas, tantas coisas resumidas em palavras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que o mundo parece não querer me ver?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que Deus parece não me ouvir? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As vezes eu só gostaria de sentir, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As vezes eu só gostaria de viver um dia diferente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tirar algo da minha mente..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-115215354860418354?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115215354860418354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115215354860418354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/07/as-noites.html' title='&quot;AS NOITES&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-115215309674963423</id><published>2006-07-05T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T19:31:36.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"ABANDONADO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/dd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Não entendo minha vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não vejo mais a saida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não sei porque as pessoas que eu amo me abandonam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não sei porque elas me amam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parece que quanto mais eu amo mais eu amo mais eu perco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não consigo sair desse cerco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É dificil amar e abandonar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que dizer adeus é tão dificil? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que essas pessoas tem que ir? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perguntas que não posso saber as respostas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ainda carrego esse peso em minhas costas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como não sofrer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como não morrer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E como viver? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenho o medo de não poder aparecer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto como se não tivesse mais poder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parem não me falem, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não me abandonem, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não digam mais adeus, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Espero somente por um dia escutar que seu tempo é todo meu..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-115215309674963423?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115215309674963423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115215309674963423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/07/abandonado.html' title='&quot;ABANDONADO&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-115017068144693385</id><published>2006-06-12T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T20:51:21.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"LAGRIMAS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/velhinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/velhinho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hoje minhas lagrimas escorrem do meu rosto, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parece que perdi meu encosto. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sinto mais meu corpo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alguem me diria se eu estivesse morto? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Encostado em meu canto, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigo sem encanto, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Horriveis se tornam os dias, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As noites ficam sombrias.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou decepcionado, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me sinto enganado. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estou refugiado caido em meu quarto. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivendo a dor que mata meu amor..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Image Alexandre Watanabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-115017068144693385?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115017068144693385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115017068144693385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/06/lagrimas.html' title='&quot;LAGRIMAS&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-115014291699574316</id><published>2006-06-12T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T13:08:37.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"SILÊNCIO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/sem%20t??tulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/400/sem%20t%3F%3Ftulo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"De suas lagrimas tiro minha força, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De meu silêncio tiro a calmaria, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sei que você nunca me alcançaria. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não quero você como minha guia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não acabe com meu silêcio, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me deixe tentar viver, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me deixe experimentar o amanhecer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não tire esse gosto de minha mente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não apareça mais em minha frente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu silêncio me acalma, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não toque mais em mina alma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixe o tempo curar essa dor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seja do meu jeito ou do jeito que for." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-115014291699574316?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115014291699574316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115014291699574316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/06/silncio.html' title='&quot;SILÊNCIO&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-115003134748763673</id><published>2006-06-11T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T06:09:07.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"DIARIO DE UMA DESPEDIDA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/sgf.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/sgf.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"O coração é mais sabio que a razão, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É por isso que amamos? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É por isso que erramos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ou sera que na verdade não nos controlamos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre que pensamos, viajamos em busca de algo a conquistar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esperamos alguem para nos amar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Encontramos sempre obstaculos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como se estivessemos caindo em um monte de cactos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O chão não parece tão firme quando estou sozinho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talvez eu devesse chegar até aquele moinho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talvez eu devesse cantar uma canção, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abrir meu coração. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por onde devo começar a me despedir? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não quero me iludir, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Algo que sei que farei, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Algo que me lembrei, sair por esta porta parece facil, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas algo sempre fica para tras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fazendo crescer a vontade de voltar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para te buscar, para continuar a pensar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas isto só me faz parar de respirar..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-115003134748763673?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115003134748763673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/115003134748763673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/06/diario-de-uma-despedida.html' title='&quot;DIARIO DE UMA DESPEDIDA&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114973553740783645</id><published>2006-06-07T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T19:58:57.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"VIVER"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/old_and_new_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/old_and_new_hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Viver é simplesmente ter alguem em mente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É saber amar, odiar, abraçar, beijar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É tambem saber diferenciar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O bom do ruim, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viver é respirar, é olhar, é tocar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viva como o dia de hoje como se fosse o seu ultimo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abraçe a pessoa q você ama como se não fosse ve-la novamente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ligue para alguem só pra dizer que você à ama, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ajude alguem tente não ser tão fechado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para que você tambem possa ser amado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre lembre das pessoas que te deixaram, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lembra das coisas que elas não levaram, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois no outro plano nos caminhamos com nossas almas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lembre sempre que tem alguem que se preocupa com você, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viva hoje, viva amanha, viva ate seu ultimo suspiro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E deixe lembranças as proximas crianças, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faça e desfaça, quantas vezes for necessario,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não se prenda em uma armario,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saia Pelas ruas desejando felicidade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejando o fim da maldade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agradecendo viver pela eternidade..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114973553740783645?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114973553740783645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114973553740783645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/06/viver.html' title='&quot;VIVER&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114973536783543428</id><published>2006-06-07T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T19:56:07.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"RAZÃO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/natureza53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/natureza53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A razão é uma ilusão, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algo que vai alem de nossa imaginação.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter razão é sempre saber dizer perdão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sempre estender as mãos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para todos os seus irmãos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O tempo nos faz pensar em como podemos melhorar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em como podemos amar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em parar de odiar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje tente olhar pra uma pessoa e dizer que você à ama. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para que sua alma tambem descanse deitada na cama, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca perca sua razão, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por erro seu ou não. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faça por merecer estar aqui,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não só alguem pra dizer que passou, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não somou, a verdadeira razão sera sempre a de viver..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114973536783543428?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114973536783543428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114973536783543428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/06/razo.html' title='&quot;RAZÃO&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114965092046828808</id><published>2006-06-06T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:28:40.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"ASAS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/anjinho01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/anjinho01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Queria eu poder ter asas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para sobrevoar sua casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vigiar seus passos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ver pra onde irão seus abraços,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gostaria de te mostrar as nuvens &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fazer você sentir o vento soprar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas sei que em cada andar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Você sente meu olhar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sera correto? Sera errado? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em somete querer ficar ao seu lado?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não tenho essa resposta somente penso em cortar essas asas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do meu coração, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para tentar esquecer esta paixão, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não me deixar cair no chão..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114965092046828808?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114965092046828808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114965092046828808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/06/asas.html' title='&quot;ASAS&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114936562952856920</id><published>2006-06-03T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T13:13:49.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"O VENTO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/mundo24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/mundo24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hoje sinto que o vento sopra contra meu corpo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vejo minha vida passar como um furacão, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soprando sem direção, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei se devo mudar meu rumo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou se caminho até o fim do mundo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vejo pessoas sumindo, sinto minha alma caindo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Costumo não respirar esse ar ruim, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tento viver até o fim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esse vento me deixa em um alento,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preso em meu proprio pensamento. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas estou tentando sair desta ventania, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para que um dia eu conheca minha alegria..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114936562952856920?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114936562952856920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114936562952856920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-vento.html' title='&quot;O VENTO&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114911504050465595</id><published>2006-05-31T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T15:37:20.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"EGOISMO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/f8610211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/f8610211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Pra você é facil me ignorar, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É facil deixar de me amar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seu egoismo esta na forma em como você me olha, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na forma em como você me da um fora. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ser uma pessoa como você amada, desejada, se torna facil, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas não vejo isso como uma coisa boa, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pois quando apareceu alguem em sua vida como eu, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você nem percebeu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seu maior defeito talvez seja ter medo de amar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ser amado é bom mas o dificil é saber retribuir. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As vezes até engolir, coisas que não gostamos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas ai esta o porque que amamos." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114911504050465595?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114911504050465595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114911504050465595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/egoismo.html' title='&quot;EGOISMO&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114895756135853187</id><published>2006-05-29T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:53:10.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"ESPERA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/chuva-dirty.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/chuva-dirty.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Estou esperando um milagre, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gostaria que fosse rapido, pois não tenho tanto tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estou esperando algo dos céus, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talvez pedir a Deus um anjo dele seja pecado,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Então que eu va para o inferno pois nunca deixarei de querer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não me arrependerei nem um segundo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Irei até o fim do mundo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra ter esse anjo esperarei, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A chuva passar, o vento soprar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O sol nascer, fazendo crescer mais uma vez meu amor por você. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enquanto isso só me resta esperar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faça frio, faça calor estarei aqui quando acontecer..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114895756135853187?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114895756135853187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114895756135853187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/espera.html' title='&quot;ESPERA&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114895703339653569</id><published>2006-05-29T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:43:53.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"VIAGEM"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/253739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/253739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Estou seguindo minha viagem, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caminhando sobre paisagem. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buscando algo diferente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algo que nunca passou por minha mente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tento evitar o que terei que deixar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pessoas, anjos que nunca deixarei de amar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gostaria antes mesmo de chegar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De poder voltar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas essa sera minha viagem, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha busca por algo que me faça esquecer minha dor, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dor desse meu amor que estarei deixando pra tras..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114895703339653569?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114895703339653569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114895703339653569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/viagem.html' title='&quot;VIAGEM&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114861386061192303</id><published>2006-05-25T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T20:24:20.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"FELICIDADE" prt 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/felicidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="387" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/felicidade.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Não sei se é uma doença, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talvez seja apenas uma crença, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas se for não quero me curar e nem mesmo parar de rezar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não quero que este sentimento passe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Só quero que você me olhe nos olhos e me abraçe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero sentir seu perfume seu carinho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentir você esta noite antes de dormir, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Antes de me sentir sozinho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero te ver sorrir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Essa sera a imagem que irei levar de você, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para que todas as noites eu tenha sonhos com anjos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E que Deus fez a bondade de cortar as asas de um deles pra coloca la em minha vida..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114861386061192303?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114861386061192303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114861386061192303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/felicidade-prt-02.html' title='&quot;FELICIDADE&quot; prt 02'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114861370728286814</id><published>2006-05-25T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T20:21:47.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"FELICIDADE" prt 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/feliz%20aporta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/feliz%20aporta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Felicidade essa é certamente uma coisa que nunca havera preço, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nem sei se eu mereço,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas estou muito feliz, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois tenho tudo o que eu quis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenho meus amigos, minha familia, e alguem pra amar em especial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Algo que esta me deixando cada vez mais louco, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chego gritar pra ela dizendo que a amo ate mesmo ficando rouco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O homem ainda não diz que não se pode voar sem ajuda de equipamentos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas meu coração esta criando asas e me fazendo voar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me fazendo delirar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Explodindo por tanto amar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto ter que deixar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas irei voltar pra te buscar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114861370728286814?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114861370728286814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114861370728286814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/felicidade-prt-01.html' title='&quot;FELICIDADE&quot; prt 01'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114843784452951112</id><published>2006-05-23T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T19:30:44.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"AMIGOS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/Image21_AnjaReichelt_2FNN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/Image21_AnjaReichelt_2FNN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se não fosse por meus amigos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu não estaria aqui, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não saberia a hora de ir, nem vir, nem mesmo dormir. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essas pessoas que irei deixar fisicamente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca deixaram minha mente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero sempre ve-los contente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou levar de cada um uma imagem alegre, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma imagem que me fortalece. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para enfrentar minhas dificuldades,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sentir que nossa amizade estara sempre aqui,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No ar que eu respiro,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em coisas que me lembro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espero sempre estar no pensamento de vocês, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fazendo vocês rirem das bobagens que eu fiz e ainda farei. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amigos estejam sempre comigo..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Minha homenagem a algumas pessoas que infelizmente deixarei por um tempo, mas logo estaramos juntos, muito obrigado a todos vocês) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114843784452951112?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114843784452951112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114843784452951112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/amigos.html' title='&quot;AMIGOS&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114825004186688215</id><published>2006-05-21T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T15:20:41.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"ILUSÕES"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Esta ilusão veio como um trovão, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um raio que partiu meu coração, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gostaria de não ter feito isso comigo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gostaria de me sentir somente seu amigo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ilusão que me mata, que me deixa sem respirar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que comecei a te amar? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Burrice? tolice? nao sei o que mais pensar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somente gostaria de te la, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mante la ao meu lado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te ver sorrir, te fazer feliz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me iludo como uma criança, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estou perdendo minha esperança. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enquanto não te esqueço, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amanheço pensando em ti..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114825004186688215?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114825004186688215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114825004186688215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/iluses.html' title='&quot;ILUSÕES&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114824245394683132</id><published>2006-05-21T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T13:14:13.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"VOCÊ"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/sueno-de-amor-I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/sueno-de-amor-I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Neste momento é você que me faz sorrir, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me faz sentir calafrios, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ate mesmo arrepios. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Você Me faz delirar, me faz lembrar como eh bom estar vivo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero te amar, te beijar, te abraçar, como niguem te fez ainda, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Só quero você minha linda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somente um segundo ao seu lado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ja me sinto paralisado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenho vontade de correr pela chuva gitando seu nome, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero ser seu homem, quero ser seu sonho, me deixa ser seu amor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixa eu tirar sua dor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero te mostrar lugares e sabores, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero desvendar seu corpo, sentir sua pele, sua respiração entrar em sua imaginação, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E te mostrar a verdade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que sera te amar pela eternidade..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114824245394683132?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114824245394683132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114824245394683132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/voc_21.html' title='&quot;VOCÊ&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114817871016201888</id><published>2006-05-20T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T19:31:50.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"MINHA PRISÃO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/prisao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/prisao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Estou trancado, me sinto isolado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gostaria de estar ao seu lado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mal sei eu quem é seu amado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estou numa prisão de vidro, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre me deparo caido, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Numa vida sem mais sentido, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somente acordo com sua voz em meu ouvido. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha prisão, minha maldição. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentimentos que veem e se vão. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fechado para o mundo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caido num anismo muito fundo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dentro de minha propria alma, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que nunca se acalma, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por esperar que você um dia possa me libertar..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114817871016201888?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114817871016201888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114817871016201888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/minha-priso.html' title='&quot;MINHA PRISÃO&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114817808153279260</id><published>2006-05-20T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T19:21:21.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"PASSADO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/erros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/erros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"As vezes me pego lembrando de você, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pensando em coisas que poderiam acontecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As vezes ate vejo você, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas é dificil saber que em cada amanhecer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não terei mais aquela sua mão, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em meu coração, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É dificil saber que não terei sua voz dizendo que me ama, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me pedindo pra voltar pra cama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Penso e espero um dia te esquecer, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo sem saber, qnd sera o dia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gostaria de não ter lembranças,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas ainda guardo a esperança, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De um dia ser feliz..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Paulo Asen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114817808153279260?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114817808153279260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114817808153279260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/passado.html' title='&quot;PASSADO&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114713356328326719</id><published>2006-05-08T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:46:44.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" MEUS ERROS "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/angustia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/angustia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Tive chances em minha vida que disperdicei, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muitas vezes me acabei, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quantas noites sonhei que me matei... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um dia sera que poderei voltar e arrumar o que errei?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na verdade espero que não... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois me arrependerei de cada coisa que eu fiz... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha vida ja foi pior,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoje estou melhor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenho que aprender a viver com meus erros, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para não comete-los,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não mais sentir essa dor que me deixa angustiado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nunca soube se fui amado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas espero que meus erros tenham acabado..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;By - Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114713356328326719?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114713356328326719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114713356328326719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/meus-erros.html' title='&quot; MEUS ERROS &quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114671353927054236</id><published>2006-05-03T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:47:26.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" TEMPO "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/3236039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/400/3236039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hoje sei que meu tempo esta terminando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não é a Terra que esta acabando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somente eu que estou deteriorando, em particulas no ar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O tempo esta passando cada vez mais depressa, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E esta fresta que se abre em meu peito, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De dor do meu proprio amor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não tera tempo de se fechar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ja tentei me calar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mal posso me aguentar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas unica coisa que sei é que o tempo que me resta sera somente pra te amar..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By - Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Image - Watanabe(The Best Web Designer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114671353927054236?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114671353927054236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114671353927054236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/tempo.html' title='&quot; TEMPO &quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114662441625953479</id><published>2006-05-02T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:48:03.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"ESTRELA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/estrela%207a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/estrela%207a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Você que esta la no céu tão escuro, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Subo em meu muro, pra te vigiar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lembrar como é bom te amar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saber que mesmo diante do mar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Verei você. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diante das nuvens que passam, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E dos cometas que te abraçam, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Você pra mim é mais do que amiga, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talvez uma inimiga, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inimiga do meu sono que é tirado todas as noites, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois tenho que pensar em como você estara diante do meu céu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando olho pro céu é você que aparece pois é a unica coisa que vejo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E penso em quando poderei provar do seu beijo?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By - Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114662441625953479?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114662441625953479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114662441625953479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/05/estrela.html' title='&quot;ESTRELA&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114645454353851785</id><published>2006-04-30T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:48:22.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"MINHA ESTRADA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/farm%20road%20148%20bridge%20after%20rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/farm%20road%20148%20bridge%20after%20rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Vejo minha vida como uma estrada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheia de saidas e entradas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pessoas nela vem e se vão, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigo diante deste chão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mesmo não sabendo se ira chover, se havera trovão, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ou brilhara o sol... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caminho em direções nas quais não sei ao certo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se estou longe ou perto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em algum lugar sei que vou chegar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sei que devo trilhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha estrada, minha vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por ela ja se passaram pessoas que não estão mais aqui, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A saudade delas fica, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas um dia caminharei ate o final de minha estrada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E encontrarei quem um dia passo por aqui..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By - Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114645454353851785?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114645454353851785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114645454353851785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/04/minha-estrada.html' title='&quot;MINHA ESTRADA&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114601922559560904</id><published>2006-04-25T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:48:44.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" LABIRINTO "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/labi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/labi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Meu coração é como um labirinto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nem eu mesmo sei por onde vou, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não sei mais o que sinto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me perco todas as vezes que escuto sua voz penetrante, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Que chega ate ser irritante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Minhas palavras tentam decifrar o caminho que devo trilhar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas não consigo encontrar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Vejo seu rosto, sigo o mais depressa em sua direção, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Caiu nesta tentação, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mesmo sabendo que é somente uma ilusão, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tento entender como vim parar neste lugar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Onde não posso mais sonhar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;E nem te amar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pois meus sentimentos sempre acabam se perdendo no ar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas a cada dia que passa tento caminhar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Com ou sem seu olhar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;By - Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114601922559560904?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114601922559560904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114601922559560904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/04/labirinto.html' title='&quot; LABIRINTO &quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114593419184384549</id><published>2006-04-24T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:49:32.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" UM DIA "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/tiamopic5rj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/tiamopic5rj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quem sabe um dia poderei ser teu, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fazer você me sentir e viajar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez até mesmo me amar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dia talvez eu possa dizer que te amo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas por enquanto te espero, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo com esse desespero,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seus erros me machucam, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por que você não percebe o que eu quero?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei que tambem erro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas gostaria de um dia dizer que você é minha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esse dia ainda vira, pois sei que nada é impossivel, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo que nao seja visivel, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas ele existe e persiste, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu amor por você. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E isso é a unica coisa que me faz acordar todas as manhas, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A esperança de te ter completamente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E saber que estou em sua mente..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By - Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114593419184384549?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114593419184384549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114593419184384549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/04/um-dia.html' title='&quot; UM DIA &quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114585245814905018</id><published>2006-04-23T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:49:53.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"SOLIDÃO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/grege.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/grege.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Minha solidão me persegue, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta nos cantos do meu quarto. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tento evitar ela mas não consigo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando estou cercado por amigos tudo fica mais facil. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas quando venho em meu quarto sinto ela novamente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha mente imagina um mundo diferente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje estou carente, sozinho com ela,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha sombra ja não me acompanha mais, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu coração ja buscou, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas não encontrou. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O mundo não me espera, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talvez por que eu ainda veja ela,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que me espera, com muita calma, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A solidao..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;By - Paulo Asen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114585245814905018?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114585245814905018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114585245814905018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/04/solido_23.html' title='&quot;SOLIDÃO&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114567689956559313</id><published>2006-04-21T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:50:19.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"MEU ANJO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/dark%20angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/dark%20angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Você apareceu em minha vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tornando ela mais linda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Um dia sera que poderei toca-lo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A eternidade me permitira isso? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Porque se permitir estarei no paraiso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ao seu lado tudo é mais gostoso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A vida se mostra mais bela. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Você me faz esquecer toda maldade e odio que existe dentro de mim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quando penso na escuridão, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Caiu no chão, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mas logo sinto vocÊ estendendo a mão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Um dia voaremos juntos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Poderei ter você todo pra mim meu anjo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mas não quero pensar em como te terei e sim como irei te buscar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pois a busca pela eternidade é demorada, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E ao seu lado minha dor sera curada, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E nossas vidas seladas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Para sempre..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By  - Paulo Asen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114567689956559313?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114567689956559313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114567689956559313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/04/meu-anjo.html' title='&quot;MEU ANJO&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114559453834604276</id><published>2006-04-20T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:50:40.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"TENTATIVAS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/por%20do%20sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/por%20do%20sol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Tente ficar em silêncio uma vez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente nao ver o tempo passar tão rapido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente não perder a fé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente fazer as coisas acontecerem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente não se entregar tão facilmente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente não ver maldade nos seres humanos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente esquecer sua dor mesmo que seja por um segundo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente fazer dos seus dias os melhores que voçê teve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente não desperdiçar seu tempo com tolices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente amar mais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente odiar menos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tente não se lembrar que voçê erra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas a cima de tudo tente viver."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By - Paulo Asen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114559453834604276?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114559453834604276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114559453834604276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/04/tentativas.html' title='&quot;TENTATIVAS&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114550110326213370</id><published>2006-04-19T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:51:00.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" ULTIMO ADEUS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/rosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Queria poder me despedir de voce pela ultima vez,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando parecia tudo estar dando certo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que Deus quis me separar de voce?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me pergunto todas as noites, pois meu futuro tambem é incerto... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gostaria de poder te tocar uma ultima vez. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gostaria de sentir sua pele seu cheiro uma ultima vez. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que voce teve que me deixar? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voce tinha prometido que nao iria mais embora. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Agora espero pelo chamado Dele. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para poder te encontrar novamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na eternidade sei que voce esta me esperando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enquanto fico aqui te amando, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um dia quem sabe poderei te ter novamente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E parar de me sentir tão carente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pois sua falta nao sai da minha mente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu te amei, amo e sempre irei amar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas gostaria pelo menos de te dar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O meu ultimo adeus..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By  - Paulo Asen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114550110326213370?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114550110326213370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114550110326213370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/04/ultimo-adeus.html' title='&quot; ULTIMO ADEUS&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114498150050497152</id><published>2006-04-13T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:36:40.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"DRAGÃO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/dragons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/dragons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Cresci escutando sons dentro de minha alma,&lt;br /&gt;Um som feroz e ao mesmo tempo que me acalmava,&lt;br /&gt;Sera mesmo o som do amor?&lt;br /&gt;O seu som dizendo que me amava?&lt;br /&gt;Ou sera o som da dor,&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo que me odiava?&lt;br /&gt;Tento voar o mais longe que posso,&lt;br /&gt;Mas acabo caindo das nuvens em sombras.&lt;br /&gt;O fogo que cuspo queima seu rosto,&lt;br /&gt;Tento odiar como um Dragão,&lt;br /&gt;Acabo amando você novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca posso dizer que você nao foi nada,&lt;br /&gt;Pois nunca consegui tirar você da minha mente..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;By - Paulo Asen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114498150050497152?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114498150050497152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114498150050497152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/04/drago.html' title='&quot;DRAGÃO&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114481373181369432</id><published>2006-04-11T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:51:38.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A CURA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/Elder%20Roma%20Wilson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/Elder%20Roma%20Wilson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Sera que existe uma cura para meus pecados? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um dia poderei tomar desse remedio? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As duvidas me alimentam, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enquanto penso na cura. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sera que a dor acabara? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O mundo ira melhorar? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha cicatriz se fechara? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A vida é assim cheia de duvidas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheia de respostas não convincentes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E mesmo com essas dores recentes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ainda tento buscar minha cura..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By  - Paulo Asen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114481373181369432?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114481373181369432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114481373181369432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/04/cura.html' title='&quot;A CURA&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25758895.post-114472649336021605</id><published>2006-04-10T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:51:59.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"HOJE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/1600/solidao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5424/2695/320/solidao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Hoje estou aqui com minha solidão &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tentando entender o que se passa em minha mente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hoje esotu aqui tentando achar um caminho mais facil &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;facil para a dor sair de um lado e que a felicidade entre por outro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hoje luto contra a escuridao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mas ja lutei contra a luz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hoje sinto sua falta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mas ja te desprezei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hoje keria estar nos seus bracos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mas um dia nao aproveitei &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hoje espero a morte lentamente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mas ja voltei do inferno rapidamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Só por hoje nao queria sentir sua falta..." &lt;/div&gt;By - Paulo Asen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25758895-114472649336021605?l=asendreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114472649336021605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25758895/posts/default/114472649336021605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asendreamer.blogspot.com/2006/04/hoje.html' title='&quot;HOJE&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Asen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13071289274766810247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://olhapramim.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/pensativo.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
