<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-5803902421864766931</id><updated>2024-09-01T14:21:22.966+01:00</updated><category term="alma"/><category term="apática"/><category term="chorar"/><category term="dor"/><category term="hurt"/><category term="incompreensão"/><category term="lie"/><category term="pensamentos"/><category term="solidão"/><category term="vazio"/><title type='text'>Pedaços de Sentimentos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Geninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142978989479073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlKskdCwA-w/TGl348lVCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zHKQkFBUASc/S220/CIMG2027+(2).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5803902421864766931.post-2533304752781059370</id><published>2011-02-06T21:31:00.001+00:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T21:31:34.229+00:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;messageBody&quot;&gt;&quot;Enquanto gritas à tua mulher, companheira ou namorada,  há um homem desejando sussurrar-lhe ao ouvido. Enquanto a humilhas, ofendes e  insultas, há um homem cortejando-a e recordando-lhe de que é uma boa mulher.  Enquanto lhe bates, há um homem desejando dar-lhe amor. Enquanto a fazes chorar,  há um homem que lhe rouba sorrisos.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;messageBody&quot;&gt;Diz não à violencia doméstica &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2533304752781059370/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/2533304752781059370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/2533304752781059370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Geninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142978989479073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlKskdCwA-w/TGl348lVCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zHKQkFBUASc/S220/CIMG2027+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5803902421864766931.post-7487435724471192157</id><published>2010-10-18T03:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T03:21:00.538+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais</title><content type='html'>Queria ser mais...&lt;br /&gt;
não estou no caminho certo...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7cNsNqeuZomieE2xEP6iMOdkgEpYB16Y9Tj1yn3GEnbYrCVkECU9Dq_gNzCHcpdD2Nah9zh_SutLdAU1cOwZtbcI0oMi2BtcRapneAIdDBDbHgbIjFANhvhXg0P5AuIIrrDvojlvVSioQ/s1600/mulher+na+areia.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7cNsNqeuZomieE2xEP6iMOdkgEpYB16Y9Tj1yn3GEnbYrCVkECU9Dq_gNzCHcpdD2Nah9zh_SutLdAU1cOwZtbcI0oMi2BtcRapneAIdDBDbHgbIjFANhvhXg0P5AuIIrrDvojlvVSioQ/s320/mulher+na+areia.jpg&quot; width=&quot;262&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7487435724471192157/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/10/mais.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/7487435724471192157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/7487435724471192157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/10/mais.html' title='Mais'/><author><name>Geninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142978989479073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlKskdCwA-w/TGl348lVCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zHKQkFBUASc/S220/CIMG2027+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7cNsNqeuZomieE2xEP6iMOdkgEpYB16Y9Tj1yn3GEnbYrCVkECU9Dq_gNzCHcpdD2Nah9zh_SutLdAU1cOwZtbcI0oMi2BtcRapneAIdDBDbHgbIjFANhvhXg0P5AuIIrrDvojlvVSioQ/s72-c/mulher+na+areia.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5803902421864766931.post-2372247631823919528</id><published>2010-10-06T00:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:45:42.787+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofrer calada</title><content type='html'>Devo ter perdido toda a auto-estima, para me permitir a estar nesta situação....&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Estar a ser enganada, saber, e fazer de conta que não sei ;( &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/b175dff54c0babc45a057f862f6f79b2153c8db9.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/b175dff54c0babc45a057f862f6f79b2153c8db9.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2372247631823919528/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/10/sofrer-calada.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/2372247631823919528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/2372247631823919528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/10/sofrer-calada.html' title='Sofrer calada'/><author><name>Geninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142978989479073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlKskdCwA-w/TGl348lVCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zHKQkFBUASc/S220/CIMG2027+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5803902421864766931.post-7493453479984779492</id><published>2010-08-25T02:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T02:51:55.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coração partido :/</title><content type='html'>Afinal o frio na barriga, fez-me subir demasiado alto, e o que ao início me fez sonhar e sentir tão bem, acabou por me partir o coração, mas que tombo :X&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Sinto-me usada :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7493453479984779492/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/coracao-partido.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/7493453479984779492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/7493453479984779492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/coracao-partido.html' title='Coração partido :/'/><author><name>Geninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142978989479073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlKskdCwA-w/TGl348lVCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zHKQkFBUASc/S220/CIMG2027+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5803902421864766931.post-8639931588462196597</id><published>2010-08-25T02:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T02:37:50.324+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para ler</title><content type='html'>Adorei...e aconselho a todos que leiam :)&lt;br /&gt;
faz pensar...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://breathetime.blogspot.com/2010/08/tantas-vezes.html#links&quot;&gt;***Water Reflections***: Tantas vezes....&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8639931588462196597/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/para-ler.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/8639931588462196597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/8639931588462196597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/para-ler.html' title='Para ler'/><author><name>Geninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142978989479073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlKskdCwA-w/TGl348lVCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zHKQkFBUASc/S220/CIMG2027+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5803902421864766931.post-1389629948948857974</id><published>2010-08-24T00:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:37:08.413+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sentimento</title><content type='html'>Aquele frio na barriga :X&lt;br /&gt;
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(mas que bom x$)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1389629948948857974/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/sentimento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/1389629948948857974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/1389629948948857974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/sentimento.html' title='sentimento'/><author><name>Geninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142978989479073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlKskdCwA-w/TGl348lVCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zHKQkFBUASc/S220/CIMG2027+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5803902421864766931.post-6141083173184865372</id><published>2010-08-23T01:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T01:05:08.658+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdade verdadinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&quot;Como duas metades teimosas, vivemos de costas voltadas um para o outro, eu sempre à espera que tu te vires e me abraces, e tu sempre à espera que a vida te traga um sinal, te aponte um caminho e escolha por ti o que não és capaz.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Margarida Rebelo Pinto&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6141083173184865372/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/verdade-verdadinha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/6141083173184865372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/6141083173184865372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/verdade-verdadinha.html' title='Verdade verdadinha'/><author><name>Geninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142978989479073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlKskdCwA-w/TGl348lVCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zHKQkFBUASc/S220/CIMG2027+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5803902421864766931.post-858680448039935443</id><published>2010-08-23T00:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T00:45:46.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&quot;Penso, com mágoa, que o relacionamento da gente sempre foi um tanto unilateral, sei lá, não quero ser injusto nem nada - apenas me ferem muito esses teus silêncios.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/858680448039935443/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/858680448039935443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/858680448039935443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Geninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142978989479073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlKskdCwA-w/TGl348lVCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zHKQkFBUASc/S220/CIMG2027+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5803902421864766931.post-3845435785990790236</id><published>2010-08-22T21:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T21:50:49.949+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chorar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="incompreensão"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="solidão"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vazio"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&quot;Chorar por tudo que se perdeu, por tudo que apenas ameaçou e não chegou a ser, pelo que perdi de mim, pelo ontem morto, pelo hoje sujo, pelo amanhã que não existe, pelo muito que amei e não me amaram, pelo que tentei ser correto e não foram comigo. Meu coração sangra com uma dor que não consigo comunicar a ninguém, recuso todos os toques e ignoro todas tentativas de aproximação. Tenho vergonha de gritar que esta dor é só minha, de pedir que me deixem em paz e só com ela, como um cão com seu osso.&lt;br /&gt;
A única magia que existe é estarmos vivos e não entendermos nada disso. A única magia que existe é a nossa incompreensão.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Caio Fernando Abreu&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3845435785990790236/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/chorar-por-tudo-que-se-perdeu-por-tudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/3845435785990790236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5803902421864766931/posts/default/3845435785990790236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://geny-pedacosdesentimentos.blogspot.com/2010/08/chorar-por-tudo-que-se-perdeu-por-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Geninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142978989479073851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JlKskdCwA-w/TGl348lVCHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/zHKQkFBUASc/S220/CIMG2027+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5803902421864766931.post-1548793418084540878</id><published>2010-08-16T23:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:55:28.690+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hurt"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lie"/><title type='text'>Love the way you lie</title><content type='html'>&quot;Just gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;
And watch me burn&lt;br /&gt;
But that&#39;s alright&lt;br /&gt;
Because I like&lt;br /&gt;
The way it hurts&lt;br /&gt;
Just gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;
And hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;
But that&#39;s alright&lt;br /&gt;
Because I love&lt;br /&gt;
The way you lie&lt;br /&gt;
I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;
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(...) &lt;br /&gt;
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You ever love somebody so much&lt;br /&gt;
You can barely breathe&lt;br /&gt;
When you&#39;re with them&lt;br /&gt;
You meet&lt;br /&gt;
And neither one of you&lt;br /&gt;
Even know what hit &#39;em&lt;br /&gt;
Got that warm fuzzy feeling&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah them chills&lt;br /&gt;
Used to get &#39;em&lt;br /&gt;
Now you&#39;re getting fucking sick&lt;br /&gt;
Of looking at &#39;em&lt;br /&gt;
You swore you&#39;ve never hit &#39;em&lt;br /&gt;
Never do nothing to hurt &#39;em&lt;br /&gt;
Now you&#39;re in each other&#39;s face&lt;br /&gt;
Spewing venom&lt;br /&gt;
And these words&lt;br /&gt;
When you spit &#39;em&lt;br /&gt;
You push&lt;br /&gt;
Pull each other&#39;s hair&lt;br /&gt;
Scratch, claw, pit &#39;em&lt;br /&gt;
Throw &#39;em down&lt;br /&gt;
Pin &#39;em&lt;br /&gt;
So lost in the moments&lt;br /&gt;
When you&#39;re in &#39;em&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s the craze that the corporate&lt;br /&gt;
Controls you both&lt;br /&gt;
So they say it&#39;s best&lt;br /&gt;
To go your separate ways&lt;br /&gt;
Guess that they don&#39;t know ya&lt;br /&gt;
Cause today&lt;br /&gt;
That was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday is over&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s a different day&lt;br /&gt;
Sound like broken records&lt;br /&gt;
Playin&#39; over&lt;br /&gt;
But you promised her&lt;br /&gt;
Next time you&#39;ll show restraint&lt;br /&gt;
You don&#39;t get another chance&lt;br /&gt;
Life is no Nintendo game&lt;br /&gt;
But you lied again&lt;br /&gt;
Now you get to watch her leave&lt;br /&gt;
Out the window&lt;br /&gt;
Guess that&#39;s why they call it window pane&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(...) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe our relationship&lt;br /&gt;
Isn&#39;t as crazy as it seems&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe that&#39;s what happens&lt;br /&gt;
When a tornado meets a volcano&lt;br /&gt;
All I know is&lt;br /&gt;
I love you too much&lt;br /&gt;
To walk away though&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(...)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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