chegando...

Não quero respirar nem mais um segundo...

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Robert Frost disse uma vez que caminhos levam a caminhos.
Mas o que acontece quando tudo o que resta
no final da sua estrada é um imenso abismo?
Não há nada no acostamento.
Nada ao redor a não ser a escuridão do vazio.
E o abismo a frente.
Fim da estrada.
Fim do caminho...
Fim do caminho...
Fim do caminho...
Fim do caminho...
Fim do caminho...
Fim do caminho...
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“Eu poderia viver para sempre,
mas não quero respirar nem mais um segundo
se não puder me lembrar de como é amar você.”

30 Dias de Noite
Steve Niles

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ela perdeu o interesse... nunca lerá isso aqui... está indiferente agora..
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And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
And sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am...
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Easter Egg: Você me pediu "crédito" uma vez antes da minha sumida. Sinto muito. Créditos esgotados. smacko

Quase desistindo...

Blowin' In The Wind

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“Lá em cima, na cabana, o velho estava dormindo de novo, com o rosto escondido no monte de jornais velhos que lhe serviam de almofada. O garoto estava sentado a seu lado, observando-o. O velho sonhava com leões."

O Velho e o Mar
Ernest Hemingway
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Easter Egg: Smacko, Ed
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How many roads must a man walk down,
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail,
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes and how many times must cannonballs fly,
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind

Yes and how many years can a mountain exist,
Before it's washed to the sea
Yes and how many years can some people exist,
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes and how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Yes and how many times must a man look up,
Before he can see the sky?
Yes and how many ears must one man have,
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes and how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind

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Porque a última milha tem que ser tão longa??
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