tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65943050881914270082012-02-16T14:21:05.835-08:00Um blog para divulgar textos de terceiros com temática dark.Markonoreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594305088191427008.post-62385368066381842272011-01-21T16:36:00.000-08:002011-01-21T16:36:46.573-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs26/300W/i/2009/056/c/e/___dark_freedom____by_designtu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="196" src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs26/300W/i/2009/056/c/e/___dark_freedom____by_designtu.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">'A noite começa se aproximar</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">E penso em cada detalhe do meu passado</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Vejo que minha pele está grossa</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Estou cada vez mais forte</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">A solidão me devorou</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Meu corpo com sangue</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Vaza os que restou da dor</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">E disso me mostra guerreira</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Te agradeço por me deixar invulnerável</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Te agradeço por me deixar forte</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Te agradeço por ser idiota</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Foi pelo seus erros que me fez crescer</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Caí sempre, cada queda me tornei maior</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Isso me faz querer pular cada obstáculo</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Renasci com os seus venenos</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Venenos que lhe trouxe a visão</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Foi por todas as coisas</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Que me mostrou do que sou capaz</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Agora sou fria como gelo</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">E sei que tudo na vida é um jogo para mim.'&nbsp;</span><br /><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;">Por Lok's Slave</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594305088191427008-6238536806638184227?l=hopelessfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Markonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594305088191427008.post-39295087122559346162011-01-21T16:29:00.000-08:002011-01-21T16:29:19.954-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://archangel66.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/christian-devotions-scream-720409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://archangel66.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/christian-devotions-scream-720409.jpg" width="162" /></a></div><br />Esse é o nosso mundo<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Ignorando cada absurdo o que os outros fazem</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">E você nunca saberá quem sou</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Sei que estou tão perto da morte</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Que chego a ficar fria</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Eu posso lembrar de tudo que aconteceu</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Mas você nunca se lembrará dos erros que cometeu</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Mal sabe que seus erros são imortais</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Apesar de tudo eu ganhei de você</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Estou mais livre de você</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Tenho uma fera dentro de mim</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">E não consigo controlar</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Cada vez mais meu corpo sangra</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Como se o lobo estivesse me rasgando</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Alma de ' bruxo ', sede de vampiro e raiva de lobo</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Os que fazem parte de mim</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Que ninguém acreditará</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Só ' ele ' que pode me libertar</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">E ninguém vai tirar o meu rancor</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">A minha veia pulsa por excitação por fogo</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">E sei que posso gritar e nunca vencer.</span><br /><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;">Por Lok's Slave</span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594305088191427008-3929508712255934616?l=hopelessfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Markonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6594305088191427008.post-24230506130976526722011-01-21T16:15:00.000-08:002011-01-21T16:15:36.121-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3313/3522762138_52bf869cb6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3313/3522762138_52bf869cb6.jpg" width="195" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">É noite! As nuvens correm velozes</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Nos céus escuros, escusos, ferozes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Há um fogo que arde</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Um sentimento que parte</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Uma verdade que foge</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Na busca ele se perde</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">E a ilusão se repete</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Em céus escuros,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Escusos, ferozes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Sombrios</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">É noite! As sombras consomem</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">No quarto do homem</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">As vidas, almas - o homem</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Não há nada - ninguém - em casa</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">O fogo arde em brasa</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">No mais profundo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">No mais imundo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">De seu coração</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">É noite! E o homem parte</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Reparte</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Desaba</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">As nuvens correm velozes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Nos escuros, escusos, ferozes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Becos o homem caminha</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">E o homem caminha - mira o céu</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">De nuvens ferozes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Velozes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">E ele - enfim - entende que a vida</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">É um carrossel</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">O homem calado</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Assustado</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Ainda caminha</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Caminha</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">É noite! Uma noite real</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Igual</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Às noites de todos os dias</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">E o homem caminha</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Em nuvens velozes,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Algozes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Ferozes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Que correm</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Percorrem</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">O céu infinito</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">O homem caminha</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Espia o céu</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Seu carrossel</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Sua verdade perdida.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">E o homem - caminha</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Sua voz</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Feroz</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Pode - enfim - dizer</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Mas o homem - Ainda</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Ainda não sabe</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Não sabe como</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Se pode fazer</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">O homem caminha</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Nos céus - Céus!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">As luzes novas - irmãs</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">De uma manhã</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Renovam</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">As buscas do homem</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">É dia! O homem caminha</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">De volta a seu mundo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Imundo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">De Sombras</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Velozes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Ferozes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Sozinhas</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><br /></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><i>Por Ewerton H. Marschalk</i></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><i>Postagem original: <a href="http://ewerton-poemas.blogspot.com/2011/01/carrossel.html">Poermas e Contos Góticos</a></i></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6594305088191427008-2423050613097652672?l=hopelessfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Markonoreply@blogger.com1