tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68601676120779793372024-03-06T00:21:58.211-08:00ana carolinaum amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-5939021881093758402009-02-18T17:26:00.000-08:002009-02-18T17:27:33.919-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3z_I9-TqmCJzbIdOdRdP90ZUgzC1IxiQdICRTRgCrdRqqs7tAhydqna4x3k894EbJmK97ZXLybvdO2gCDA_TeUPQgivb0V2y4dEeB_gofWLN4-iUAwly1UoJzlk0UPWgnEO_SF74L0Q8/s1600-h/maquina+343.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304313893712783362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3z_I9-TqmCJzbIdOdRdP90ZUgzC1IxiQdICRTRgCrdRqqs7tAhydqna4x3k894EbJmK97ZXLybvdO2gCDA_TeUPQgivb0V2y4dEeB_gofWLN4-iUAwly1UoJzlk0UPWgnEO_SF74L0Q8/s320/maquina+343.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">me facina com seu jeito de ser</span></strong></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-55738662729709503292009-02-18T17:23:00.000-08:002009-02-18T17:25:53.757-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6EzEml6FAyek3neIYK6j6lGI9XoucdyPxf-TNtu2pcFniI2WrZ365Xk-KMKjcCXYkoL5tTDBbliiX9hcTPDH66DhbKT1IPzR5BLkjEjDyMAoEdtwi2gUdaxdo_Czo3JIjbdKaJSVW5-Y/s1600-h/maquina+328.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304313427713143554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6EzEml6FAyek3neIYK6j6lGI9XoucdyPxf-TNtu2pcFniI2WrZ365Xk-KMKjcCXYkoL5tTDBbliiX9hcTPDH66DhbKT1IPzR5BLkjEjDyMAoEdtwi2gUdaxdo_Czo3JIjbdKaJSVW5-Y/s320/maquina+328.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">agente em canide, nossa 3 viagem juntos (muito bom)</span></strong></p>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-58876620572222925672009-02-18T17:19:00.000-08:002009-02-18T17:20:56.546-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVRFbbLms3LlU0A3sE7ehs_hyphenhyphenvjo6-PquntdkPoX2JEVlasWSaJqknvR4Esd5mqLT8XbBAah92Ffguw67k7VAanwOFi2xHqGJRJ_QT7bEDIf_1N3uLTOm6nS6a4sILauyguJBpk3nopFE/s1600-h/maquina+109.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304312192862289010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVRFbbLms3LlU0A3sE7ehs_hyphenhyphenvjo6-PquntdkPoX2JEVlasWSaJqknvR4Esd5mqLT8XbBAah92Ffguw67k7VAanwOFi2xHqGJRJ_QT7bEDIf_1N3uLTOm6nS6a4sILauyguJBpk3nopFE/s320/maquina+109.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">posso ganhar o mundo, mas hoje so quero o horizonte e voce comigo</span></strong></p>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-27567813440984268962009-02-18T17:16:00.000-08:002009-02-18T17:19:10.439-08:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDyIru8AbjnRdTEfRGy7ZXpoXhmyF3gYxtcErQvHaAw9KMRVKo3mShSl4fXjyICGaiBHQMG34eEbbXYBmXE_cPWm4driK3EfN7tw_SizDdZD8o1QOFQaRSAqDVcXSqGx2Ptb3Hx8ku3aI/s1600-h/maquina+226.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304311668403506834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDyIru8AbjnRdTEfRGy7ZXpoXhmyF3gYxtcErQvHaAw9KMRVKo3mShSl4fXjyICGaiBHQMG34eEbbXYBmXE_cPWm4driK3EfN7tw_SizDdZD8o1QOFQaRSAqDVcXSqGx2Ptb3Hx8ku3aI/s320/maquina+226.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;"> que bom que o seu amor me escolheu</span></strong><br /><br /></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-47054102115305548462009-02-18T17:14:00.000-08:002009-02-18T17:15:54.729-08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">lembra de quando agente se conheceu, quando ia la em casa e ficava tocando violao para mim,</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">que cantava, em meias palavras sorria, me olhava, todo feliz, ai que momento bom todos aqueles em que me conquistava...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">em que queria minha atençao...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">kkkkk lembro de cada minutinho, vc me conquistou em amor?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">te amo</span></strong></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-20736409197535071042009-02-18T05:30:00.000-08:002009-02-18T05:31:50.852-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-Mzhqw2cSRN6Hj-_7WNQYMxiD2E2TqZ8agQAFwh_UX4mFzZuMJ9XIsZfgM4rjdWhTCdeeefG_AeDY8yYkknE_d6KH0fTai5tytNk2rRekEz_0Ah317uAYpNdlkjKirXCiKvjUzKkEBI/s1600-h/maquina+165.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304129451174062786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-Mzhqw2cSRN6Hj-_7WNQYMxiD2E2TqZ8agQAFwh_UX4mFzZuMJ9XIsZfgM4rjdWhTCdeeefG_AeDY8yYkknE_d6KH0fTai5tytNk2rRekEz_0Ah317uAYpNdlkjKirXCiKvjUzKkEBI/s320/maquina+165.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;"> nos abraçamos sob o nosso conforto de amar...</span></strong><br /><div></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-17001267927168057732009-02-18T05:22:00.000-08:002009-02-18T05:28:02.178-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirP9J172yEyhDCRMVOu8QWGhpdr4UwsvghVZitcVizK5jUxazXdC-_Tv72Ud_kuUJDHucG0NSPKnMS2IFB-lh4pQ1dggrMMyOrH4gWvkTvMAdJ4PdMQuaVwRX3DW9n8x8zuX_jxC7L6yU/s1600-h/maquina+227.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304127693295391090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirP9J172yEyhDCRMVOu8QWGhpdr4UwsvghVZitcVizK5jUxazXdC-_Tv72Ud_kuUJDHucG0NSPKnMS2IFB-lh4pQ1dggrMMyOrH4gWvkTvMAdJ4PdMQuaVwRX3DW9n8x8zuX_jxC7L6yU/s320/maquina+227.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">ainda bem que vc vive comigo, porque se nao como seria essa vida?? sei la....<br /></span></strong><div></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-10301552196737371882009-02-17T19:39:00.000-08:002009-02-17T19:42:16.783-08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Não precisa mudar</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Vou me adaptar ao seu jeito</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Seus costumes, seus defeitos</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Seu ciúme, suas caras</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Pra que mudá-las?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Não precisa mudar</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Vou saber fazer o seu jogo</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Saber tudo do seu gosto</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Sem deixar nenhuma mágoa</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Sem cobrar nada</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Se eu sei que no final fica tudo bem</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">A gente se ajeita numa cama pequena</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Te faço um poema</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">, te cubro de amor</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Então você adormece</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Meu coração enobrece</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">E a gente sempre se esquece</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">De tudo o que passou</span></strong></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-77336507075848478052009-02-17T19:37:00.000-08:002009-02-17T19:38:59.455-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJLMxU8Gwo356aF_FfXjd9UByIS8E_XiBNs2_0EwumCuJlWloHF1piZZH8wbVwJ2eJFVlWq1QVv2aQzcVM2JR-NDV-AP8DTp5sffiRhs_LkYc4k_Xz2Phsy6l55WsGGRnor0Qo1o9Ync/s1600-h/maquina+191.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303976762871709490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJLMxU8Gwo356aF_FfXjd9UByIS8E_XiBNs2_0EwumCuJlWloHF1piZZH8wbVwJ2eJFVlWq1QVv2aQzcVM2JR-NDV-AP8DTp5sffiRhs_LkYc4k_Xz2Phsy6l55WsGGRnor0Qo1o9Ync/s320/maquina+191.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;"> porque viver sem amor é viver sem coração.</span></strong><br /><div></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-6030054687214943412009-02-17T19:35:00.000-08:002009-02-17T19:37:09.815-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgel5HjTtGxSM3D8lkpgjIRyeqHwHbH2_cFFuFY0SWZrk4FxBosHphXsCz62cWh6FoCWQsBDej1pFycuiZqzRmTp6pGwgk2D1qkaUIVIOFG2sCfyy2zwtODJ8ZsF3QRHmnxX0FEygfDIQ/s1600-h/maquina+151.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303976169135067986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgel5HjTtGxSM3D8lkpgjIRyeqHwHbH2_cFFuFY0SWZrk4FxBosHphXsCz62cWh6FoCWQsBDej1pFycuiZqzRmTp6pGwgk2D1qkaUIVIOFG2sCfyy2zwtODJ8ZsF3QRHmnxX0FEygfDIQ/s320/maquina+151.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;"> agente se ajeite em uma rede pequena(...) te cubro de amor..!</span></strong><br /><div></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-52540028733252598022009-02-17T19:29:00.000-08:002009-02-17T19:31:27.627-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEEvf05KXe2l1NusT9RDb8mxTh-M9-ekTR9tJ2CjlbQFrbRogj8vFivcJ3lGJEsy-JhUZJPfRZknEZbZ7VX6krpWPIU8RLE_Uj8dsS_L-JP5xNfm0ASHoM6ZufWkrlWw8fGaSMvSpN2Ek/s1600-h/maquina+114.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303974816232779298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEEvf05KXe2l1NusT9RDb8mxTh-M9-ekTR9tJ2CjlbQFrbRogj8vFivcJ3lGJEsy-JhUZJPfRZknEZbZ7VX6krpWPIU8RLE_Uj8dsS_L-JP5xNfm0ASHoM6ZufWkrlWw8fGaSMvSpN2Ek/s320/maquina+114.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">quero mostrar para o mundo que duas almas vivem um so coracao..</span></strong><br /><div></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-79260343217995191002009-02-17T19:26:00.000-08:002009-02-17T19:29:08.547-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHoECU6Qm4hLnEbDk5zk55SoIfXvDRsSJgPGiEAUEw-FRfPAKX_QHZ3_IJ0sGum4g5DLm2gHoealUsSjGVbV0n2xgiEUzqERpCLEe6WxDVd3r8FXR1HekwyU6HsdTz26O5r4l2qSHwsGE/s1600-h/maquina+051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303973955313249154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHoECU6Qm4hLnEbDk5zk55SoIfXvDRsSJgPGiEAUEw-FRfPAKX_QHZ3_IJ0sGum4g5DLm2gHoealUsSjGVbV0n2xgiEUzqERpCLEe6WxDVd3r8FXR1HekwyU6HsdTz26O5r4l2qSHwsGE/s320/maquina+051.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;">quero te beijar e novamente abrender a te amar..!!!</span></strong> </div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-16370407610569033422009-02-17T19:22:00.000-08:002009-02-17T19:23:51.786-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIuKtFsG3MDNiczlZifqfeN8Ho0Op_QbM9wZw08Ks3KNqpwVFcQ-is8rXQQfOU5pq_SQDBRrYB180r9vcxEPaGTtN-GKOnNNCQEudhmKWhaEqBpAlnbj5-QahQrKeAgFl-jcxPKRXX6Y/s1600-h/maquina+410.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303972800001727858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIuKtFsG3MDNiczlZifqfeN8Ho0Op_QbM9wZw08Ks3KNqpwVFcQ-is8rXQQfOU5pq_SQDBRrYB180r9vcxEPaGTtN-GKOnNNCQEudhmKWhaEqBpAlnbj5-QahQrKeAgFl-jcxPKRXX6Y/s320/maquina+410.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;"><br /></span></strong><div><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">O tempo é muito lento para os que esperam,Muito rápido para os que tem medo,Muito longo para os que lamentam,Muito curto para os que festejam,Mas, para os que amam, o tempo é eterno.!</span></strong> </div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-44659580395362933372009-02-17T19:13:00.000-08:002009-02-17T19:20:54.162-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-OFCPfM1hUheqmw-lxRjQBwnTvQ6XNxSISGVEyJTnRXlwiqn_rRKtQUTYrQNuDThf3kSY8BqhblcllsnYWyaOOFuu1FZkWGgzw0mP29_LRSNiEgiP1B1AkcyQlljnyR673UnOAWuV_xI/s1600-h/maquina+396.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303970982930772978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-OFCPfM1hUheqmw-lxRjQBwnTvQ6XNxSISGVEyJTnRXlwiqn_rRKtQUTYrQNuDThf3kSY8BqhblcllsnYWyaOOFuu1FZkWGgzw0mP29_LRSNiEgiP1B1AkcyQlljnyR673UnOAWuV_xI/s320/maquina+396.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;">Eu quero,Quero jantar a luz de velas ...Quero... Quero,Por do sol... Amanhecer Chuva... frio...calor ,Quero tudo com você,Praia... montanha,Metrópole... mata.. Cachoeira... Chuveiro... Rio... mar... Te amar... Amar... Amar</span></strong> </div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-12999134012744142022009-02-17T12:34:00.000-08:002009-02-17T12:39:13.838-08:00<div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>É você </strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>Só você </strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>Que na vida vai comigo agora</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong> Nós dois na floresta e no salão</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>Nada maisDeita no meu peito e me devora</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong> Na vida só resta seguir Um risco, um passo, um gesto rio afora</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong> É você Só você Que invadiu o centro do espelho</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong> Nós dois na biblioteca e no saguão </strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>Ninguém mais Deita no meu leito e se demora </strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>Na vida só resta seguir Um risco, um passo, um gesto rio afora</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>Na vida só resta seguir </strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>Um ritmo, um pacto e o resto rio afora...</strong></span></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-62324423529921840392009-02-17T12:32:00.000-08:002009-02-17T12:34:13.735-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6cjvfq7AszcLS0NjzFNedMNdIkB8481kcooP1RdjwaE6Y1AQP0Q3450nkJC5nQ3S6bqjc4px4wO6_hVKQC0nA_0kjL5wkl-8D08nqFTNznxfb-wPUioI1WmgOwcKiu76u7jpWnAswiBg/s1600-h/ana+e+hud+sorveteria.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303867293605267618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6cjvfq7AszcLS0NjzFNedMNdIkB8481kcooP1RdjwaE6Y1AQP0Q3450nkJC5nQ3S6bqjc4px4wO6_hVKQC0nA_0kjL5wkl-8D08nqFTNznxfb-wPUioI1WmgOwcKiu76u7jpWnAswiBg/s320/ana+e+hud+sorveteria.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-10117088331530431802009-02-16T16:24:00.000-08:002009-02-16T16:27:28.388-08:00<span style="color:#33ccff;">musica :</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">quando estiver so, </span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">pode chamar que eu vou </span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">a com vc eu vou </span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">por quelquer estrada...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">nada de chorar </span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">eu choro por voce </span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">sou tudo por voce</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">pra ficar do seu lado....</span>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6860167612077979337.post-53269171956856630502009-02-16T15:58:00.000-08:002009-02-16T16:23:19.676-08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;">amar voce é muito facil...</span>um amor verdadeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11951149846690757639noreply@blogger.com1