..colora la mia vita con il colore dell'inquietudine.... http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/ 2012-03-03T06:00:04+01:00 Libero Blog 2012-03-03T05:39:27+01:00 2012-03-03T05:39:27+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/11117150.html Spettinata4ever

Sono stanca di punti interrogativi nella mia vita. Voglio più punti esclamativi ! O anche un ...

<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"><span class="ske05">Sono stanca di punti interrogativi nella mia vita. Voglio pi&ugrave; punti esclamativi ! O anche un preavviso </span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"><span class="ske05">di vaffanculo!&copy;</span></span></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"><span class="ske05"><img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251393_214802908552133_184208478278243_645285_3658176_n.jpg" alt="" width="519" height="591" /></span></span></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"></span></strong></p> 2011-09-13T16:37:50+01:00 2011-09-13T16:37:50+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/10611413.html Spettinata4ever

Cambio cambio cambio di mentalita',datemi datemi datemi un' altra identita'.Cambio cambio cambio di ...

<IMG width="120" height="90" SRC="http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/getmedia.php?%24go%60zo%26imJwugO%7Dgh%60%7D%25%7E31149524%25%3B8111-kaied-ocptg4etapcklttpeyC%3B%2744%27z%05kgonmghom-%3FT" border="1" align="left"><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="ske02"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #ff0000;">Cambio cambio cambio di mentalita',</span></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="ske03"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #ff0000;">datemi datemi datemi un' altra identita'.</span></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #ff0000;">Cambio cambio cambio di mentalita',</span></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #ff0000;">datemi&nbsp; datemi&nbsp; datemi&nbsp; un'altra</span></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="color: #ff0000;">possibilita'!</span></strong></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/227492_170879669635117_170642206325530_430891_4860905_n.jpg" alt="" width="531" height="685" /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske06"><strong>Work in progress</strong></span><span class="ske06">.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p> 2011-05-15T16:45:47+01:00 2011-05-15T16:45:47+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/10218819.html Spettinata4ever

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<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="200" height="166" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BQDuAzOeJL4" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen></iframe></p><p><span class="messageBody"><span style="color: #000080;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Quando ti ho sognato eri una goccia<br />in un oceano di gomma<br />credo in te come tu credevi in me?<br />un fiore d'oppio in porcellana e roccia</span><br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;">beh almeno tu sei vero<br />anche se sei solo pensiero<br />chi di noi due &egrave; reale<br />tu non sei pi&ugrave; vivo<br />e io non sono mai stato capace di amare</span><br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;">sento che ho qualcosa qui dentro me<br />che non voglio sapere</span><br />i giovani cuori falliscono<br />Roby pu&ograve; interessare?<br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;">che tu per me sei vero<br />sei il mio pi&ugrave; dolce pensiero</span><br />il prezzo sai &egrave; un po' il mare<br />ti culla e non ti vuol lasciare<br /><br />tu per me sei vero<br />sei il mio pi&ugrave; dolce pensiero<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;">&egrave; solo tuo e mio il finale<br />credo che per gli altri sia solo<br />imbarazzante e virtuale</span><br /><br />sai per me sei vero<br />facciamo che sei il mio pi&ugrave; dolce pensiero<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;">il prezzo &egrave; un po' il mare<br /></span></span><span style="color: #000080;"><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">sembra che ti culli<br />ma poi ti vuole ingoiare </span>. . .</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody"><span style="color: #000080;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="color: #000080;"><span class="ske01"><img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/200644_158291000895764_108762292515302_371262_76988_n.jpg" alt="" width="463" height="499" /></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody"><span style="color: #000080;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="color: #000080;"><span class="ske01"><span style="color: #993366;">Daddolina...</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p>&nbsp;</p> 2010-12-28T01:34:18+01:00 2010-12-28T01:34:18+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/9675564.html Spettinata4ever

La scriver&ograve; dentro al mio cuore.Racconter&ograve; di guance soffici come la neve mai sfiorate...

<p><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span class="ske04"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #808080;"><span class="messageBody">La scriver&ograve; dentro al mio cuore.Racconter&ograve; di guance soffici come la neve mai sfiorate, racconter&ograve; di giochi insieme mai fatti, racconter&ograve; della tua prima parola mai detta, racconter&ograve; dei tuoi occhi neri che non mi hanno mai guardata in questo mondo. Lo faremo nel nostro mondo fatto di sogni e speranze, che ancora vagano nella mia mente che cerca di dare forma al tuo volto, perch&egrave; io ti amo cos&igrave; tanto e </span>non potr&ograve; mai dimenticarti. Non potr&ograve; mai dimenticarmi quella strana felicit&agrave; mai provata.</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span class="ske04"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;">&copy;</span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #ffffff;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span class="ske04"><span style="background-color: #000000;"></span></span></span></span></span><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span style="color: #993300;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span class="ske04"><img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/223035_10150188762060818_291809725817_6805623_1937139_n.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="500" /><br /></span></span></span></span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span style="color: #993300;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span class="ske04"><object width="200" height="166"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rAbfZTsVrKo?fs=1&amp;hl=it_IT"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rAbfZTsVrKo?fs=1&amp;hl=it_IT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="200" height="166"></embed></object></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span style="color: #993300;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span class="ske04">d<br /></span></span></span></span></p></p> 2010-10-24T16:13:49+01:00 2010-10-24T16:13:49+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/9424675.html Spettinata4ever

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<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <em><strong><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino; font-size: 18px;">Se toccassi una candela </span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino; font-size: 18px;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; non mi brucerei&nbsp;</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong></strong></em> &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; <em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">anche sui pugnali non mi ferirei</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; mentre il cuore di lei batte</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sento il mio che &egrave; fermo ormai</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; E' qualcosa di reale</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Questo vuoto che fa male</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; E di lacrime ne ho ancora da versare</span></span></strong></em></p><p><img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/66050_120672527990945_108762292515302_152118_6310314_n.jpg" alt="" width="493" height="700" /></p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; ......</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Se sfiorassi una candela</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; non mi brucerei</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Il ghiaccio e il sole li confonderei</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Il mio cuore &egrave; in mille pezzi</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; anche se non batte piu'</span></span></strong></em></p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">Il dolore sa di fiele</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &egrave; qualcosa di crudele</span></span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &egrave; un vuoto che fa male</span></span></strong></em></p><p><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em><strong><span class="ske04"> E di lacrime ne ho ancora da versare....</span></strong></em></span></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>(la sposa cadavere)</p> 2010-07-02T20:56:56+01:00 2010-07-02T20:56:56+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/9015085.html Spettinata4ever

&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; Com'&egrave; felice il destino dell'incolpevole vestale! di...

<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/062/e/f/Set_me_free____by_Sugarock99.jpg" alt="" width="638" height="926" /><span class="ske04">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;<span style="color: #800080;"><em><strong><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"> &nbsp; <span style="color: #3366ff;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times;">Com'&egrave; felice il destino dell'incolpevole vestale! </span></span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3366ff;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"><span class="ske04"><em><strong>dimentica del</strong></em><em><strong> mondo,</strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3366ff;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"><span class="ske04"><em><strong> dal mondo dimenticata.</strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3366ff;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"><span class="ske04"><em><strong>Infinita letizia della mente candida!</strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3366ff;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"><span class="ske04"><em><strong>accettata ogni preghiera</strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3366ff;"><span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"><span class="ske04"><em><strong> e rinunciato a ogni desiderio...</strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #800080;"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: #3366ff;"><span class="ske03">(Alexander Pope)</span></span><br /></span></span></span></strong></em></span></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p> 2009-08-02T16:51:45+01:00 2009-08-02T16:51:45+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/7469335.html Spettinata4ever

L'amore &egrave; una nuvola che si forma col vapore dei sospiri:&nbsp;se la nuvola svanisce l'amore ...

<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229804_10150187060430818_291809725817_6790450_2900712_n.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="543" /><br /></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><span style="color: #808080;">L'amore &egrave; una nuvola che si forma col vapore dei sospiri:</span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><span style="color: #808080;">&nbsp;se la nuvola svanisce l'amore &egrave;</span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><span style="color: #808080;">&nbsp;un fuoco che brilla negli occhi degli amanti;</span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><span style="color: #808080;">&nbsp;se s'addensa ai venti contrari</span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><span style="color: #808080;">&nbsp;pu&ograve; diventare un mare che cresce con le lacrime </span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><span style="color: #808080;">dell'amante.</span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><span style="color: #808080;">&nbsp;E cos'&egrave; l'amore, se non una pazzia mite....</span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><span style="color: #808080;">&nbsp;...un'amarezza che soffoca... </span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><span style="color: #808080;">...una dolcezza che d&agrave; sollievo...?</span> </em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: purple; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span class="ske05"><span style="color: #808080;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><em><span class="ske02">(&nbsp;</span></em></span><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: IT; mso-fareast-language: IT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA;"><span class="ske02">William Shakespeare)</span></span></span></span></span></p> 2009-07-14T17:41:47+01:00 2009-07-14T17:41:47+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/7382843.html Spettinata4ever

&nbsp;Ci vuole un minuto per notare una persona speciale....un&rsquo;ora per apprezzarla....un giorn...

<p>&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/253058_222550237772934_113290908698868_866090_240393_n.jpg" alt="" width="588" height="666" /></p><p style="text-align: right;" align="right"><span style="color: #9e1fdf;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><strong><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">Ci vuole un minuto per notare </span></strong></span></em></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #9e1fdf;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><strong><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">una persona speciale....</span></strong></span></em></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;" align="right"><span style="color: #9e1fdf;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><strong><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">un&rsquo;ora per apprezzarla....</span></strong></span></em></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #9e1fdf;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><strong><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">un giorno per volerle bene....</span></strong></span></em></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;" align="right"><span style="color: #9e1fdf;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><strong><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">ma poi tutta una vita per </span></strong></span></em></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: right;" align="right"><span style="color: #9e1fdf;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><strong><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">dimenticarla...</span></strong></span></em></span></span></span></span></p><p><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: andale mono,times;"><em><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><strong><span style="color: #9e1fdf;"><span style="background-color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske04">(Charlie Chaplin)&nbsp;</span>&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></span> </strong></span></em></span></span></p> 2009-07-09T16:18:13+01:00 2009-07-09T16:18:13+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/7358926.html Spettinata4ever

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbs...

<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/227082_10150186663305818_291809725817_6787411_5415962_n.jpg" alt="" width="471" height="700" /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff6600;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span class="ske05">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Io &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; non chiedo nient'altro che seguire miei sogni....</span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff6600;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span class="ske05">di liberarli....</span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff6600;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span class="ske05">di farli volare via... </span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff6600;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span class="ske05">e io insieme ad essi...</span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff6600;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span class="ske05">come solo un angelo sa fare ...</span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff6600;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span class="ske05">dolcemente volare dove voglio...</span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff6600;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span class="ske05">anche sbagliando...</span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p> 2009-06-22T16:43:41+01:00 2009-06-22T16:43:41+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/7267822.html Spettinata4ever

Vorrei essere un oggetto.&nbsp;Perch&egrave; gli oggetti non provano sentimenti.una sedia,una vaso,c...

<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">Vorrei essere un oggetto.</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">&nbsp;Perch&egrave; gli oggetti non provano sentimenti.</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">una sedia,</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">una vaso,</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">che sentimenti potranno mai provare?</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">&nbsp;Gli oggetti non provano dolore, angoscia, rabbia, </span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">ma neanche felicit&agrave;, serenit&agrave;, amore.</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">Magari potrei essere un albero.</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">Una quercia, forte maestosa. </span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">Provare la serenit&agrave; del vento che accarezza le sue foglie,</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">della pioggia che cade gi&ugrave;,</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">&nbsp;piano,</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">lenta,</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">ma si sa che la serinit&agrave; non viene mai da sola.</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">&nbsp;Ad accompagnarla c'&egrave; sempre il dolore,</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04">&nbsp;instancabile nemico. E </span></strong></em></span></span><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04">cos&igrave; anche un albero maestoso e forte per quanto sia,</span></strong></em></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">&nbsp;per mano dell'uomo o della natura stessa,</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">&nbsp;pu&ograve; provare dolore.</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">Quindi mi accontenterei di essere qualsiasi cosa</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske05"><em><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">&nbsp;che non provi alcun sentimento.</span></span></strong></em></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">dolore, rabbia, angoscia, felicit&agrave;, serenit&agrave;, amore.</span></strong></em></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormalBACKGROUND: black; MARGIN: 9pt 0cm 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 18pt; TEXT-ALIGN: centertext-align: center;text-align: center;text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff0000;"><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">NON ESISTONO.</span></em><span style="color: #ff0000;">&copy;</span></span></span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/230112_170879752968442_170642206325530_430896_5319847_n.jpg" alt="" width="566" height="561" /></p><p style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;<span style="color: #a80e30;">22-02-2005 .k</span></p> 2009-06-18T16:41:43+01:00 2009-06-18T16:41:43+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/7248295.html Spettinata4ever

tic... tac ...tic ....tac ....tic ....tac ....tic....tac ....Il tempo scorre ....i secondi si susseg...

<p><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="background-color: #808080;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #808080;"><strong>tic... tac ...tic ....tac ....tic ....tac ....tic....tac ....</strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="background-color: #808080;"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #808080;"><img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/58394_112076412183890_108762292515302_105033_6257106_n.jpg" alt="" width="337" height="400" /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><em></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="background-color: #808080;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">Il tempo scorre ....i secondi si susseguono tra di loro..... [minuti] ...... [ore] ....[giorni] .....</span></span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="background-color: #808080;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">.....giorni che passano aspettando il colpo di scena.....</span></span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="background-color: #808080;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">.....aspettando qualcosa che rompa il continuo procedere delle cose che sono sempre ...</span></span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="background-color: #808080;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">sempre uguali.....</span></span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="background-color: #808080;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">....aspettando qualcosa che scolvolga il tempo stesso che scorre inesorabilmente senza tregua....</span></span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="background-color: #808080;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">cosicch&egrave; poter rompere la routine che si propone come una [malattia] istante dopo istante...... </span></span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="background-color: #808080;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">.....giorno dopo giorno....</span></span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993300;"><strong><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="background-color: #808080;"><span style="background-color: #999999;"><span style="background-color: #000000;">....e se non dovesse mai arrivare.... ?</span></span></span></span></span></em></strong></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">&nbsp;</p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><strong><em></em></strong>&nbsp;......</p> 2009-06-15T19:23:54+01:00 2009-06-15T19:23:54+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/7232848.html Spettinata4ever

Bambola di pezza&hellip;.&nbsp;&nbsp;..A &nbsp;volte mi sento come una Bambola di pezza....Messa da ...

<p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><em><strong><span class="ske06"><span class="ske06"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">Bambola di pezza&hellip;.</span></span></span></span></span></strong></em></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><em><strong><span class="ske06"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3189/2369301668_ceefcb9741.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="420" /></span></strong></em></p><p><strong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span class="ske06"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em></em></span></span></strong></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">..A &nbsp;volte mi sento come una Bambola di pezza....</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Messa da parte nel baule dei giochi di una bambina</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Una bambola &nbsp;senza senso...</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Col cuore che impreca..</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Quell' amore che gli davi..</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Quell' amore che volevi...</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Qull'amore che volevamo tutto x noi...</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">E che ora non guardi piu' ...</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">....e non vuoi piu'...</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Niente giochi e niente carezze</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Messa in quel baule in mezzo a tanti giocattoli</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Dimenticata ...</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">Eppure amavi cosi' tanto quella bambola.....</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">....Come' possibile che ora non la vuoi piu'...</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="background-color: #000000;"><span style="color: #cc99ff;"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><strong><em><span class="ske05">....Come possibile averla dimenticata....</span></em></strong></span></span></span></p> 2009-05-26T17:16:05+01:00 2009-05-26T17:16:05+01:00 http://blog.libero.it/Spettinata4ever/7125739.html Spettinata4ever

Non piangere per i ragazzi....loro non piangono per te ...ti vuole bene un giorno e tu ci stai male ...

<p><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">Non piangere per i ragazzi....</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">loro non piangono per te ...</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">ti vuole bene un giorno e tu ci stai male 1 anno</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">&nbsp;e quando te ne rendi conto avrai gia' </span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">perso 1anno della tua vita.....!!</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">Quante ora davanti allo specchio ....</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">ci mettiamo in mostra per loro cerchiamo di farci notare....</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">ma poi scopriamo che sbavano per un altra....</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">allora.....</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">i ragazzi non meritano le nostre</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">lacrime.... i nostri pensieri...le nostre attenzioni...</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">perch&egrave; quando noi&nbsp;passiamo ore con una penna in mano a scrivere ....</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">ti amo....</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">loro staranno dicendo al loro amico ....</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993366;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier;"><span style="background-color: #333333;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><span class="ske04">me la sono fatta....</span></span></span></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><strong style="FONT-FAMILY: "><span style="color: #ff00ff; background-color: #0000ff;"><img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/226252_10150186663895818_291809725817_6787420_6221673_n.jpg" alt="" width="495" height="700" /><br /></span></strong></span></span></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="ske05"><strong style="FONT-FAMILY: "></strong></span></span></em></p>