tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6415414636405466692024-03-13T10:44:32.712-07:00Bolha Azul CianoAqui a imaginação é um inicio. Tudo é baseado nas conversas de café, nas pessoas que passam na rua por mim, em algumas pessoas que conheço, noutras que, rara a vez, gostaria de ser.
Estados de espírito. O bom e o mau-humor.
Um sentimentalismo revisitado e por vezes a detecção de alguma nostalgia é mais do que provável.Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-7411233682836767142010-12-19T22:59:00.000-08:002010-12-19T22:59:05.536-08:00 Quero um beijo, quero. Ó se quero. Dá-me esse beijo.. dá-me, ó se me dás! Beijemo-nos.<br />
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</div> ...E finalmente, ela sorriu e perdeu-se nesses braços.Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-51833975348324822602010-12-16T20:57:00.000-08:002010-12-16T20:57:00.261-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOUVjE-3pnJrWj9niee2pVATCOPH_JCqDqjrJLVrhwxDgct-kj0sgDKRFRdo7CIq1ZFZipS5-3txfli7UmCtr5NO6NViznjnkwPMt1LIPL1hAc0KklZkkDEvDSCO5UChf3BMA67uJONiNM/s1600/204419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOUVjE-3pnJrWj9niee2pVATCOPH_JCqDqjrJLVrhwxDgct-kj0sgDKRFRdo7CIq1ZFZipS5-3txfli7UmCtr5NO6NViznjnkwPMt1LIPL1hAc0KklZkkDEvDSCO5UChf3BMA67uJONiNM/s320/204419.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Hoje acordei... finalmente acordei!</b></span></div>Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-18982734022164536582010-12-16T02:00:00.000-08:002010-12-16T02:00:19.739-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1qIzFSx-qv4Wvtpr-PhjROKl0UQJ5fF90He63kRKe_BPYjVH_forKiK4Y95nioztkG40E4JDWy4zw7uuiWRws9DwiVFgl86OpKp3dGC9Iz5XZGMVMKEsaoflw7WSPsjSzrI6LiEelL8Bq/s1600/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1qIzFSx-qv4Wvtpr-PhjROKl0UQJ5fF90He63kRKe_BPYjVH_forKiK4Y95nioztkG40E4JDWy4zw7uuiWRws9DwiVFgl86OpKp3dGC9Iz5XZGMVMKEsaoflw7WSPsjSzrI6LiEelL8Bq/s320/5.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">Adeus tristeza, até depois</span></span></b></div><b><div style="color: red; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Chamo-te triste por sentir que entre nós dois</span></b></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; line-height: 16px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Não há mais nada pra fazer ou conversar</span></b></span></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><div style="color: red; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Chegou a hora de acabar</span></b></span></div><div style="color: red; font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><br />
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</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: large;">Linda Martini</span></span></b></span></div></span></b>Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-55776865967917819722010-12-16T01:28:00.000-08:002010-12-16T01:28:56.524-08:00Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Ontem precisei de ti.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Onde estás tu agora?<br />
Porque não voltas?<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Hoje preciso de mim.<br />
Olha-me quando me atravessas.<br />
Hoje preciso de ti.<br />
Hoje estou um pouco cansada.<br />
Preciso de mim e de ti!Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-22371080137074005912010-12-13T19:15:00.000-08:002010-12-13T19:15:26.834-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xCIbqijV9vo">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xCIbqijV9vo</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">«E tu que sabes tanto de mim, tu que sentes quem eu sou. Tu que sabes tanto do Sol ... como se fosses outra margem de mim»</div>Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-62438900413097281712010-12-12T20:05:00.000-08:002010-12-12T20:05:28.894-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit1srNpi53OrX_rvHAgCbIbRXc_HVyOO1IWdjHfCjghZOipVQGaW9U5JgytUHhdH4LNN4ytxdY5vgidL91b6tkVsz2KNtjofNmfPP0JY9Hcixk1_u9MDSbDAQw3NmtjibGLSSkKx9zWhNM/s1600/sol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit1srNpi53OrX_rvHAgCbIbRXc_HVyOO1IWdjHfCjghZOipVQGaW9U5JgytUHhdH4LNN4ytxdY5vgidL91b6tkVsz2KNtjofNmfPP0JY9Hcixk1_u9MDSbDAQw3NmtjibGLSSkKx9zWhNM/s320/sol.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">"Ela só consegue ser feliz com o Sol! E sem o Sol, quem conseguirá ser feliz?"</div>Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-88899044366319827122010-12-12T19:57:00.000-08:002010-12-12T19:57:13.126-08:00She's only happy in the sun<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">I know you may not want to see me<br />
On your way down from the clouds<br />
Would you hear me if I told you<br />
That my heart is with you now</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">She's only happy in the sun<br />
She's only happy in the sun</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Did you find what you were after<br />
The pain and the laghter brought<br />
You to your knees<br />
But if the sun sets you free<br />
Sets you free<br />
You'll be free indeed</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">She's only happy in the sun<br />
She's only happy in the sun</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Every time I hear you laughing<br />
I hear you laughing<br />
It makes me cry<br />
Like the story of your life<br />
Of your life<br />
Is hello and goodbye</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">She's only happy in the sun </div>Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-16355736729062648102010-12-12T19:34:00.000-08:002010-12-12T19:34:33.542-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2T0YgGTPE6nFq_4L9LGZG_84hjVJYuBjB12rsrq4d_k_24lFvutjb5IIhJb46AvRbomU7EFcPGOzCsZjG7rRsJ2AGatGTMgzn3VRAXs4GQXYhizrJkaMvit1EhLkyr6Hn8XJFdYF7LEqc/s1600/predios.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2T0YgGTPE6nFq_4L9LGZG_84hjVJYuBjB12rsrq4d_k_24lFvutjb5IIhJb46AvRbomU7EFcPGOzCsZjG7rRsJ2AGatGTMgzn3VRAXs4GQXYhizrJkaMvit1EhLkyr6Hn8XJFdYF7LEqc/s320/predios.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Quero comigo aquele velho sorriso*<br />
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Voltar, dá sempre*<br />
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Bastam os olhos quererem ver*Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-15479395450324576512010-12-12T14:34:00.000-08:002010-12-12T14:34:14.004-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;"><strong><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">"I slept all day</div><div style="text-align: center;">I woke with distaste</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i railed</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i raved</div><div style="text-align: center;">That the difference between</div><div style="text-align: center;">The sprout and the bean</div><div style="text-align: center;">It is a golden ring</div><div style="text-align: center;">It is a twisted string"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IYl0uLrXP7U&feature=related">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IYl0uLrXP7U&feature=related</a></div>Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-11047935473784141982010-12-12T00:51:00.000-08:002010-12-12T00:51:42.404-08:00Fui Sabendo de Mim<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b65402;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-weight: 800;"><br />
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</span></div><span class="nv_orange" style="text-decoration: none;"></span><div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"></div><div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;">Fui sabendo de mim </span></div><span class="maintext"><div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; text-align: center;">por aquilo que perdia </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><br />
</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">pedaços que saíram de mim </div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">com o mistério de serem poucos </div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">e valerem só quando os perdia </div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">fui ficando </div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">por umbrais </div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">aquém do passo </div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">que nunca ousei </div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">eu vi </div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">a árvore morta </div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">e soube que mentia </div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Esta toca em "roda viva". Será a evolução ou a regressão? ... Vem tempo sábio!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Quero respostas sem me fazeres perguntas.</div>Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-22805741764173401602010-12-12T00:40:00.000-08:002010-12-12T00:40:27.831-08:00Com'sua'missão<div style="text-align: center;">Onde estás?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Com quem estás?</div><div style="text-align: center;">A que horas chegas?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Não sei de onde venho</div><div style="text-align: center;">Não sei para onde vou</div><div style="text-align: center;">Estou em todo o lado</div><div style="text-align: center;">E em nada fico.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Não tenho data nem hora,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tenho-me em tudo o que posso</div><div style="text-align: center;">E um nada é um agora..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Quem viste?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Com quem falaste?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Quem ouviste?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Os meus olhos</div><div style="text-align: center;">Comparados aos olhos do mundo</div><div style="text-align: center;">São cegos! </div><div style="text-align: center;">A minha boca é muda</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tudo em mim é deficitário</div><div style="text-align: center;">Menos o tacto...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faço das mãos as palavras</div><div style="text-align: center;">E escrevo em todos os muros,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Em cada esquina,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Em cada pedaço de papel rasgado.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Em cada candeeiro fundido.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Julgo ouvir gritos,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Meros pensamentos longínquos... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nada ouço,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nada digo, </div><div style="text-align: center;">Nada toco,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Com ninguém estou, </div><div style="text-align: center;">Somente consumo nada. </div><div style="text-align: center;">E este nada para mim é tudo. </div><div style="text-align: center;">E tudo em mim consome.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-49858309933445914852010-12-10T01:53:00.000-08:002010-12-10T01:53:39.979-08:00<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">«Eyeliner was so cheap</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was free it was easy to steal because no </div><div style="text-align: center;">Sister would miss it really </div><div style="text-align: center;">Why would anyone steal it anyway</div><br />
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">You can apply it with the same expertise </div><div style="text-align: center;">As you have with yr guitar</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just a bit so no one </div><div style="text-align: center;">Gets too in yr face</div><br />
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hit the street and go look for Angela </div><div style="text-align: center;">Licking Angela's thighs back and round and round</div><div style="text-align: center;">Black lined lashes is punk rock sex </div><div style="text-align: center;">Without all the hangups</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hits are for squares </div><div style="text-align: center;">And so is money»</div><br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fZF0xvj4QeY">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fZF0xvj4QeY</a>Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-53931343138721817252010-12-10T01:24:00.000-08:002010-12-10T01:24:18.454-08:00Ach!<div>Acreditei este tempo todo.</div><div>Agora em tudo e nada acredito</div><div>Estou em toda a parte e em nada</div><div>Estou com toda a gente e sozinha</div><div>Não estou!</div><div>Agora estou...</div><div>Sei ser,</div><div>Mas o álcool ludibria-me.</div><div>Tento enganar-me mas não consigo.</div><div>Não quero fugir de mim,</div><div>Mas por vezes é inevitável.</div><div>Ó loucura que tomaste a minha alma!</div><div>Leva-me para longe,</div><div>Leva-me a ver as grutas.</div><div>Crava uma estalactite no meu peito e abre o meu coração.</div><div>Pode ser que ainda esteja algo dentro dele.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Carmo </div><div><br />
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Sou princesa sem Reino.<br />
E com a minha beleza<br />
incendeio vales.<br />
Sou um cavalo branco<br />
soldado de um sonho<br />
Perseguido pelo amanhecer.<br />
Não sou rainha nem rei<br />
Sou o bobo desta corte<br />
Onde a piada mora neles.<br />
Sou fada, <br />
Sou pequena. <br />
Um ser insignificante.<br />
Aos olhos de alguém pareço outrém...<br />
Mas nada, nada sou.<br />
Sou uma criança etíope.<br />
Tenho fome e sede.<br />
Aos olhos de alguém não pareço ninguém.<br />
Sou preta.<br />
Passo despercebida na noite<br />
E no dia.<br />
Sou um gato.<br />
Não tenho dono<br />
Vivo nos telhados da minha cidade<br />
E guardo em mim todos os segredos desta.<br />
Sou um velho,<br />
Passo os dias que me restam em bancos de jardim.<br />
Não sou barulhento<br />
Não incomodo,<br />
Tão imperceptivel<br />
Que ninguém se lembra de mim.<br />
Sou uma modelo.<br />
Bela demais para conhecer,<br />
Perdi-me numa escada em caracol,<br />
Perdi-me na cocaina.<br />
Sou um nariz e uma boca cegos.<br />
Os olhos, esses ficaram na Guerra.<br />
Sou um pulmão<br />
Só tive um amor nesta vida<br />
Era o Português Suave.<br />
Sou mendigo<br />
Meu espírito canta e dança<br />
Com a hipocrisia.<br />
Sou um padre<br />
Não conheço a duvida<br />
Mas acredito nela.<br />
Não tenho pai nem mãe<br />
Afinal quem sou?<br />
Sou um copo de cristal<br />
Sou delicado <br />
Frágil<br />
Belo.<br />
Parti-me nas mãos de um operário.<br />
E se fosse um operário?<br />
Não parto copos de cristal.<br />
Só tenho copos de vidro.<br />
Comuns<br />
Banais tal como o pão que como.<br />
Sou uma puta<br />
Vivo na outra margem,<br />
O meu patrão é a sociedade,<br />
É para ela que trabalho<br />
E um dia ela não trabalhará por mim.<br />
Sou um barco,<br />
Ca(n)sei-me com uma onda e parti...<br />
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LídiaAngie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-62190199796382719522010-12-09T23:20:00.001-08:002010-12-09T23:20:41.396-08:00<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aiSa7THgxrI"></a>Angie Nipponhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10893032826707346429noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-641541463640546669.post-74114383496699644132010-12-09T23:08:00.000-08:002010-12-09T23:08:12.762-08:00Complexité bercé par la morbidité ou peut-être pasParler?<br />
N'en parlons plus. Il suffit d'écouter ... Pouvez-vous entendre battements de mon coeur? C'est la liberté qu'il veut faire de mal à moi. Permettez-moi de courir à travers le monde fou et ne pas laisser un message. Il serait trop facile d'y parvenir. Et vivre avec l'illusion que le reste de mes jours, possible?<br />
Compte.<br />
Non, dit. Et parle ... venir parler avec vous-même. Je sais déjà ce que vous entendez. Il tu as la solution à ma folie temporaire. Seulement, je sais quelle est la solution. Et garde en moi. Je veux être seule avec moi. J'ai découvert que je n'aime que moi. Ou peut-être pas. Mais dans mon utopie j'ai gardé et préservé. Et veux que tu m'aimes. Divagations d'un passé amer agressive. Sentimentaliste. Unreal, mortelle. J'ai essayé et réussi à survivre au poison. Maintenant, je veux goûter la potion magique caché dans les nuages et les obus. Je suis moi, je suis tombé amoureux. L'estime de soi est une option, pas un cadeau.<br />
Temptation.<br />
Toutes les choses que je peux dire est superficielle, je ne peux pas entendre les gens seulement entendre mon sang à pomper. Je ne peux entendre les battements de mes dents, le cliquetis de mes doigts, les jambes croisées, des larmes, des rires, des gémissements, des cris ... tout sur moi et ma voix est. Rien ne se passe deux fois, ne peut pas être moi deux fois. Je préfère toujours être seul et à la fois.<br />
Tromper.<br />
Danse sous la pluie Je ne vais pas, ni vous, ni avec personne. Je préfère danser seule bu par mes espérances. Déshabillez-moi pour mon esprit tordu, séduire mes craintes. Déambulez dans les rues étroites avec odeurs exotiques. Tacaud les portraits anonymes, laisser mon numéro dans le sable, peut-être un jour je peux appeler la mer. Je veux juste être moi, être nu. Être nu voir nue, pas de nudité testé.<br />
Exagération.<br />
N'en parlons plus. Je ne veux pas entendre. Je ne veux pas parler. Je ne vais pas être. Je vais être. (Fréquence cardiaque, tandis que la liberté Bates me parle tout bas et me tire de mon univers, où personne ne pénètre.)<br />
Delirio!<br />
Seulement on peut dire des choses gentilles. Je n'aime pas les belles choses, comme les choses réelles. Mais je ne sais pas, ne veulent pas. Je veux juste les choses qu'ils ont déjà. Ambitieux? Peut-être un jour possible. Je veux juste profiter de mon alter ego.<br />
Il suffit ...<br />
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