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        <title>Princess Problem</title>
        <description>Anche le Principesse hanno i loro Problemi...</description>
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            <title>.......Lascia Stare........</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/principessine/2362350.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Lascia stare, il mio parere &lt;br /&gt;tanto c'è sempre qualcosa, &lt;br /&gt;che viene a farmi male &lt;br /&gt;piuttosto sciogli quei bei capelli &lt;br /&gt;e lascia al vento col tempo passato &lt;br /&gt;e non ti giustificare &lt;br /&gt;guarda che le cose che ti dico &lt;br /&gt;non si amano, se devi amare devi amare me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;qui non si diventa e non si inventa&lt;/u&gt;, qui, &lt;br /&gt;qui la parola chiave è casualità &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ci morirei, ci morirei, &lt;br /&gt;su quel tuo corpo bianco e bello morirei &lt;br /&gt;e tu lo sai ed io, se lo sai &lt;br /&gt;per questo spingi forte tanto da sfondare &lt;br /&gt;ma mio cuore elastico e quando spingi troppo in fondo &lt;br /&gt;restituisce con più forza e butta via &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;questo so di te &lt;br /&gt;questo forse mai di più. &lt;br /&gt;Pochi anni, che pochi sanno &lt;br /&gt;la tua vita sfrattata a momenti, ti era anche piaciuta &lt;br /&gt;stai pensando, elaborando, e accompagni il dovere piu grande che hai &lt;br /&gt;con passi lunghi e stanchi &lt;br /&gt;guarda che le cose che ti dico non si amano, se devi amare, devi amare me &lt;br /&gt;ci morirei, ci morirei, hai dentro al cuore sempre mille bolle blu &lt;br /&gt;che volano che si posano &lt;br /&gt;su teste e fiori e quando scoppiano sei tu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;col carattere che hai, un po' ti spingi un po’ ti spegni &lt;br /&gt;quindi a fatica ti si raggiunge dove sei &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;questo so di te&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;questo e forse mai di più.. di di più...ci morirei &lt;br /&gt;lascia stare &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske03&quot;&gt;(BiagioAntonacci)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 20:30:40 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>l'Attimo</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/principessine/2336971.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#00cc33&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viviamo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#00cc33&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;... &lt;font class=&quot;ske06&quot;&gt;ogni attimo&lt;/font&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#00cc33&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;della nostra vita...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#00cc33&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;godiamo di &lt;font class=&quot;ske06&quot;&gt;ogni sensazione&lt;/font&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#00cc33&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ogni attimo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#00cc33&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;della nostra età...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#00cc33&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ogni istante, &lt;font class=&quot;ske06&quot;&gt;senza perderlo mai&lt;/font&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2007 13:14:16 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>BENICIO COMPIE 40 ANNI...BENICIO E' BELLISSIMO..</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/principessine/2314995.html</link>
            <description>&lt;IMG width=&quot;120&quot; height=&quot;90&quot; SRC=&quot;http://blog.libero.it/principessine/getmedia.php?Mre.jgm%7DKghugJw%7De%7C%60%3F%259%3D%3C113%27%3A20%3Dc%25%3Aaiedieo%25klsspgaxfkxcxa%3A-40%27z%05kgonmghom-%3FU&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;COMUNQUE NESSUNO SI PREOCCUPI(??)SONO GIA' NELLA FASE IN CUI SI ELABORA DEFINITIVAMENTE CHE UNA COSA NON POTRA' MAI ESSERE TUA(LA COSA E' IMPERSONATA DA BENICIO)!</description>
            <pubDate>Mon, 19 Feb 2007 18:36:07 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Sei Unica</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/principessine/2303631.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TANTISSIMI AUGURI ALLA PERSONA CHE MI HA DATO LA VITA.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.... CHE DA UNA VITA MI STA ACCANTO.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;...AUGURI MAMMINA...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TI AMO...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;Georgia&quot; color=&quot;#ffffff&quot;&gt;Martina.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Fri, 16 Feb 2007 20:37:27 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>AL MIO UNICO E VERO AMORE</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/principessine/2294095.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske03&quot; face=&quot;times new roman,times,serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Non penso ci sia al mondo persona più sensibile e sincera di lui...l'unica persona del sesso opposto che non potrà mai deludermi e che per questo amo profondamente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske03&quot; face=&quot;times new roman,times,serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;A mio fratello.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 19:47:31 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>LiStEn...</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/principessine/2284576.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske04&quot; face=&quot;times new roman,times,serif&quot; color=&quot;#ff3399&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen, &lt;br /&gt;To the song here in my heart &lt;br /&gt;A melody I've start &lt;br /&gt;But can't complete &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, to the sound from deep within &lt;br /&gt;It's only beginning &lt;br /&gt;To find release &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;br /&gt;the time has come &lt;br /&gt;for my dreams to be heard &lt;br /&gt;They will not be pushed aside and turned &lt;br /&gt;Into your own &lt;br /&gt;all cause you won't &lt;br /&gt;Listen.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;br /&gt;Listen, &lt;br /&gt;I am alone at a crossroads &lt;br /&gt;I'm not at home, in my own home &lt;br /&gt;And I tried and tried &lt;br /&gt;To say whats on my mind &lt;br /&gt;You should have known &lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm done believin you &lt;br /&gt;You don't know what I'm feelin &lt;br /&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me &lt;br /&gt;I followed the voice &lt;br /&gt;you gave to me &lt;br /&gt;But now I gotta find, my own.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have listened &lt;br /&gt;There is someone here inside &lt;br /&gt;Someone I'd thought had died &lt;br /&gt;Sooo long ago &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I'm free now and my dreams to be heard &lt;br /&gt;They will not be pushed aside on words &lt;br /&gt;Into your arms &lt;br /&gt;All cause you won't &lt;br /&gt;Listen... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I belong &lt;br /&gt;But i'll be movin on &lt;br /&gt;If you don't.... &lt;br /&gt;If you won't.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN!!!... &lt;br /&gt;To the song here in my heart &lt;br /&gt;A melody I've start &lt;br /&gt;But I will complete &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;br /&gt;Now i'm done believin you &lt;br /&gt;You dont know what I'm feelin &lt;br /&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me &lt;br /&gt;I followed the voice, you think you gave to me &lt;br /&gt;But now I gotta find, my own.. &lt;br /&gt;my ownn...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Mon, 12 Feb 2007 23:46:15 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Il Mio cAnTo LiBeRo SeI tU</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/principessine/2258453.html</link>
            <description>&lt;font class=&quot;ske03&quot; face=&quot;times new roman,times,serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;In un mondo che &lt;br /&gt;non ci vuole più &lt;br /&gt;il mio canto libero sei tu &lt;br /&gt;E l'immensità &lt;br /&gt;si apre intorno a noi &lt;br /&gt;al di là del limite degli occhi tuoi &lt;br /&gt;Nasce il sentimento &lt;br /&gt;nasce in mezzo al pianto &lt;br /&gt;e s'innalza altissimo e va &lt;br /&gt;e vola sulle accuse della gente &lt;br /&gt;a tutti i suoi retaggi indifferente &lt;br /&gt;sorretto da un anelito d'amore &lt;br /&gt;di vero amore &lt;br /&gt;In un mondo che - Pietre un giorno case &lt;br /&gt;prigioniero è - ricoperte dalle rose selvatiche &lt;br /&gt;respiriamo liberi io e te - rivivono ci chiamano &lt;br /&gt;E la verità - Boschi abbandonati &lt;br /&gt;si offre nuda a noi e - perciò sopravvissuti vergini &lt;br /&gt;e limpida è l'immagine - si aprono &lt;br /&gt;ormai - ci abbracciano &lt;br /&gt;Nuove sensazioni &lt;br /&gt;giovani emozioni &lt;br /&gt;si esprimono purissime &lt;br /&gt;in noi &lt;br /&gt;La veste dei fantasmi del passato &lt;br /&gt;cadendo lascia il quadro immacolato &lt;br /&gt;e s'alza un vento tiepido d'amore &lt;br /&gt;di vero amore &lt;br /&gt;E riscopro te &lt;br /&gt;dolce compagna che &lt;br /&gt;non sai domandare ma sai &lt;br /&gt;che ovunque andrai &lt;br /&gt;al fianco tuo mi avrai &lt;br /&gt;se tu lo vuoi &lt;br /&gt;Pietre un giorno case &lt;br /&gt;ricoperte dalle rose selvatiche &lt;br /&gt;rivivono &lt;br /&gt;ci chiamano &lt;br /&gt;Boschi abbandonati &lt;br /&gt;e perciò sopravvissuti vergini &lt;br /&gt;si aprono &lt;br /&gt;ci abbracciano &lt;br /&gt;In un mondo che &lt;br /&gt;prigioniero è &lt;br /&gt;respiriamo liberi &lt;br /&gt;io e te &lt;br /&gt;E la verità &lt;br /&gt;si offre nuda a noi &lt;br /&gt;e limpida è l'immagine &lt;br /&gt;ormai &lt;br /&gt;Nuove sensazioni &lt;br /&gt;giovani emozioni &lt;br /&gt;si esprimono purissime &lt;br /&gt;in noi &lt;br /&gt;La veste dei fantasmi del passato &lt;br /&gt;cadendo lascia il quadro immacolato &lt;br /&gt;e s'alza un vento tiepido d'amore &lt;br /&gt;di vero amore &lt;br /&gt;e riscopro te &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 22:58:37 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>DEDICATED TO GRACE...</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/principessine/2220736.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot;&gt;AMORE DELLA MIA VITA...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot;&gt;TI AMO FOLLEMENTE...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske05&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot;&gt;YOURS LOVER.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 19:54:49 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Assenza</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/principessine/2168974.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske03&quot; face=&quot;courier new,courier,monospace&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi assento per qualche giorno...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske03&quot; face=&quot;courier new,courier,monospace&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;MOTIVI SERI...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske03&quot; face=&quot;courier new,courier,monospace&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un Bacio a tutti.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske03&quot; face=&quot;courier new,courier,monospace&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Martina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 17:10:53 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>CoSi...</title>
            <link>http://blog.libero.it/principessine/2168033.html</link>
            <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font class=&quot;ske03&quot; face=&quot;georgia,times new roman,times,serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Despacito cuando tu dormías &lt;br /&gt;Ella te hablaba te preguntaba, te protegía &lt;br /&gt;Ella prometió darte todo pero &lt;br /&gt;Solo pudo darte lo q tuvo &lt;br /&gt;Para ti lo más hermoso era amanecer junto a sus ojos &lt;br /&gt;Iluminando el mundo &lt;br /&gt;Pero los pájaros no pueden ser enjaulado &lt;br /&gt;Porque ellos son del cielo, ellos son del aire &lt;br /&gt;Y su amor es demasiado grande para cortarlo &lt;br /&gt;Volaste alrededor de la luna con ella le pediste q nunca se fuera &lt;br /&gt;Y ella respondió: &lt;br /&gt;Mi amor siempre estará cuidándote &lt;br /&gt;Y la dejaste volar &lt;br /&gt;Y tus ojos lloraron hasta doler &lt;br /&gt;Pero solo tu sabías q así tenia q ser &lt;br /&gt;Que así tenia q ser &lt;br /&gt;Ella prometió darte todo &lt;br /&gt;Pero solo pudo darte lo q tuvo &lt;br /&gt;Y para ti lo más hermoso era amanecer junto a sus ojos &lt;br /&gt;Iluminando el mundo &lt;br /&gt;Pero los pájaros no pueden ser enjaulados &lt;br /&gt;Porque ellos son del cielo, ellos son del aire &lt;br /&gt;Y su amor es demasiado grande para cortarlo &lt;br /&gt;Y la dejaste volar… &lt;br /&gt;Y tus ojos lloraron hasta doler &lt;br /&gt;Pero solo tu sabias q así tenia q ser &lt;br /&gt;Que así tenia q ser &lt;br /&gt;Y la dejaste volar &lt;br /&gt;Y sus ojos lloraron hasta doler &lt;br /&gt;Pero solo ella sabia q así tenia q ser &lt;br /&gt;Y la dejaste volar &lt;br /&gt;Y tus ojos lloraron hasta doler &lt;br /&gt;Pero solo tu sabias q así tenia q ser &lt;br /&gt;Que así tenia q ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
            <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 13:43:17 +0100</pubDate>
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