tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70074006090548256192011-07-31T04:16:24.380-07:00No hay casualidad sino destino, no se encuentra sino lo que se busca y se busca lo que esta escondido en lo más profundo de nuestro corazón.No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-49586942532350857672009-08-21T21:35:00.000-07:002009-08-21T21:42:01.229-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/So92vhpV_zI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jwHZKwuD2GY/s1600-h/02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/So92vhpV_zI/AAAAAAAAAPM/jwHZKwuD2GY/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372643439333998386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" >Pasamos<br />la vida<br />de emocion<br />en emocion.<br /><br />a veces buenas,<br />a veces malas.<br /><br />experiencias<br />al fin.<br /><br />habre<br />estado mal,<br />ahora<br />ya no mas.<br /><br />una nueva<br />era ha<br />comenzado.<br /><br />alla voy vida....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-4958694253235085767?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-2695758266148577652009-07-29T21:13:00.000-07:002009-07-29T21:29:39.975-07:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Las cosas</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >no se estan</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >dando como </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >queria.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >sin embargo,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >estan mejor.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >hay ideas,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >hay latidos</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >hay...cosas.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >siempre</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >hay...cosas.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >quien dijo que seria facil...?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-269575826614857765?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-4132403979202560992008-11-23T18:26:00.000-08:002008-11-23T18:36:13.365-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/SSoSVcruYPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/GV7FpngByNU/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272046473476727026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/SSoSVcruYPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/GV7FpngByNU/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">Me dejo ir con libertad </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">y en simultáneo </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">estoy disfrutando de esto, </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">dejándome llevar, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">no me influencies con tus caprichos, </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">no me hagas concluir, tiene que ser eterno, </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">no me influencies mal,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">casualidad habernos encontrado, </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">hagamos de casualidad, </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">Sinceridad ¿a donde vas? </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">no significa nada, sentir, </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">pensar y actuar en un mismo lugar, </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">déjate ir, deja fluir, acaricia el rélax, </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">flota corriente abajo, que el río sale al mar, </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">casualidad habernos encontrado, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">hagamos de casualidad.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">BABASONICOS</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-413240397920256099?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-77749310454936880932008-06-21T15:40:00.000-07:002008-06-21T15:42:23.176-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/SF2Dm2yspSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0J0Z2MTfMNs/s1600-h/xcaer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214468647131325730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 454px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="362" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/SF2Dm2yspSI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0J0Z2MTfMNs/s320/xcaer.jpg" width="256" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-7774931045493688093?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-9389251115870400292008-03-24T14:56:00.000-07:002008-03-24T15:26:56.842-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R-gqdBFdMuI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vieDsUCdxLA/s1600-h/g.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181438049285649122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R-gqdBFdMuI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vieDsUCdxLA/s320/g.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;">Despues<br />de todo<br />lo que<br />paso.<br /><br />los momentos<br />y risas<br />compartidos.<br /><br />todos nos<br />vamos a<br />algun lugar.<br /><br />sin vernos<br />eramos amigos,<br />amantes.<br /><br />comentarios<br />sarcasticos,<br />risas prolongadas.<br /><br />sin vernos<br />eramos amigos,<br />hermanos.<br /><br />compartimos<br />todo y nada.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-938925111587040029?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-78361833013127494962008-03-19T10:27:00.000-07:002008-03-19T10:29:49.320-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">Tenia pensado</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">escribir algo</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">pero....</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">no me acuerdo </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">sobre que.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">tengo tantas</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">cosas</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">que decir</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">y tan poco</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">tiempo.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">estoy sin</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">internet</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">y eso </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">complica.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">desaparesco</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">por un </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">tiempo</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">pero...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">volvere</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">con miles</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">de historias.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-7836183301312749496?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-6326682818558664192008-02-16T14:08:00.000-08:002008-02-16T14:21:41.417-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R7dhrs5g8UI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/X152bWGanYc/s1600-h/240.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167706500845596994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R7dhrs5g8UI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/X152bWGanYc/s320/240.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;">Ya no se<br />que decir.<br /><br />ya no se<br />que pensar.<br /><br />crei ir en<br />buen rumbo.<br /><br />no duro<br />lo que<br />esperaba.<br /><br />me hundo<br />en las<br />tinieblas.<br /><br />ya no<br />importa.<br /><br />duro menos<br />de lo que<br />pensaba.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-632668281855866419?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-79454050588185140262008-02-12T13:59:00.000-08:002008-02-12T14:09:10.282-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R7IYvc5g8SI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jcyhwp69aoc/s1600-h/76.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166218926037725474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R7IYvc5g8SI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jcyhwp69aoc/s320/76.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">Divaga.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">tiene que</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">pensar.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">no puede.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">un cigarrillo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">atras de</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">otro.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">pensaba dejar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">de fumar.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">se pierde</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">en sus</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">pensamientos.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">se encuentra,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">se vuelve</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">a perder.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-7945405058818514026?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-91160202126814223982008-02-09T18:53:00.000-08:002008-02-09T18:58:34.638-08:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R65oGM5g8RI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Y-bzPM-H2l0/s1600-h/13.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165180278391501074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R65oGM5g8RI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Y-bzPM-H2l0/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;">Comienzo a<br />prepararme<br />temprano.<br /><br />pensando<br />en que<br />decir,<br />de que<br />hablar.<br /><br />busco que<br />actitud<br />llevar.<br /><br />salgo al<br />encuentro.<br /><br />en el camino<br />trato de<br />no olvidar.<br /><br />mis nervios crecen<br />delante de tu<br />portero.<br /><br />abris la puerta<br />con una sonrisa.<br /><br />te saludo<br />con un beso.<br /><br />por alguna<br />razon<br />me gritas.<br /><br />DESPERTATE!!!<br /><br />solo fue<br />un sueño...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-9116020212681422398?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-84706403268067401522008-01-10T17:10:00.000-08:002008-02-16T14:24:25.478-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R4bClRtslpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/D06lDkaKMh8/s1600-h/263.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154020769238128274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="374" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R4bClRtslpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/D06lDkaKMh8/s320/263.jpg" width="290" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R4bCPRtsloI/AAAAAAAAAJE/i5F4PaNH0uw/s1600-h/263-02.jpg"></a><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8470640326806740152?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-41181422955775301882008-01-03T18:55:00.000-08:002008-01-03T19:28:27.485-08:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R32nqRtslnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LIKjBGy5KTo/s1600-h/222.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151457893533128306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="340" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R32nqRtslnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LIKjBGy5KTo/s320/222.jpg" width="255" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R32lNRtslmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KOrTXsI30Sw/s1600-h/222.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#009900;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;">Triste,<br />estoy triste.<br /><br />triste<br />sin razon<br />alguna.<br /><br />con lagrinas<br />en las<br />mejillas.<br /><br />triste porque<br />no te<br />tengo.<br /><br />no<br />te busco,<br />no me<br />muevo.<br /><br />triste,<br />estoy triste.<br /><br />la busco<br />y la encuentro.<br /><br />triste,<br />estoy triste<br />sin razon.</span><br /></span></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R32kKBtsllI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2Xam25u1ZIQ/s1600-h/261.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151454040947463762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R32kKBtsllI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2Xam25u1ZIQ/s320/261.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-4118142295577530188?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-10416988355729894102007-12-30T22:46:00.000-08:002008-02-16T14:22:56.659-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R3iQ-RtslkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/T26nyrH3apY/s1600-h/251.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150025573479519810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px" height="425" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R3iQ-RtslkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/T26nyrH3apY/s320/251.jpg" width="352" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-1041698835572989410?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-80599433736741611002007-12-29T00:35:00.000-08:002007-12-29T01:11:35.085-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R3YPJRtsljI/AAAAAAAAAIc/37oxHt_6m2Q/s1600-h/153.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149319875993048626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R3YPJRtsljI/AAAAAAAAAIc/37oxHt_6m2Q/s320/153.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R3YO2RtsliI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1wjEInEWpN8/s1600-h/84.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149319549575534114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R3YO2RtsliI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1wjEInEWpN8/s320/84.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;">Más que Palabras<br />Por Extreme<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;">Decir "te amo"<br />No son las palabras que quiero oír de ti<br />No es que quiera que tu<br />No lo digas, pero si solamente supieras<br />Cuán fácil, sería que me mostraras cómo te sientes<br />Más que palabras, es todo lo que necesitas para hacerlo realidad<br />Luego, no tendrías que decir, que "te amo"<br />Porque yo ya lo sabría<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;">¿Qué harías tu, si mi corazón se rompiera en dos?<br />Más que palabras para mostrarte que siento<br />Que tu amor para mí es real<br />¿Qué dirías, si me guardara estas palabras?<br />Entonces no podrías hacer las cosas de otra forma<br />Simplemente diciendo "te amo"<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;">Más que palabras...<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;">Ahora que he intentado, hablarte y hacerte entender<br />Todo lo que tienes que hacer es cerrar tus ojos<br />Y solamente extender tu mano, y tocarme<br />Manténme cerca nunca me dejes ir<br />Más que palabras, es todo lo que necesité que me mostraras<br />Entonces no tendrías que decir, que "me amas"<br />Porque yo ya lo sabría<br /></div></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;">Más que palabras... </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8059943373674161100?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-65531452989120298382007-12-23T15:16:00.000-08:002007-12-23T15:23:17.223-08:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R27tQBtsldI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4S6pVHAORDQ/s1600-h/150.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147312283724846546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="328" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R27tQBtsldI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4S6pVHAORDQ/s320/150.jpg" width="296" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;">Tuve miedo.<br /><br />fueron<br />cinco minutos.<br /><br />me senti<br />bajo una<br />lupa.<br /><br />las cosas<br />estaban<br />mal.<br /><br />300 segundos<br />eternos.<br /><br />el miedo<br />en mis<br />venas.<br /><br />en mi<br />cerebro.<br /><br />un acontecimiento.<br /><br />uno corto,<br />un beso o<br />un abrazo.<br /><br />un llamado,<br />un te quiero.<br /><br />eso cambia<br />las cosas.<br /><br />el miedo<br />desaparece.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-6553145298912029838?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-39004622090366804002007-12-21T23:17:00.000-08:002007-12-21T23:32:26.615-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R2y6nxtslcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XYTRTxfU2Fg/s1600-h/129.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146693666700301762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R2y6nxtslcI/AAAAAAAAAHk/XYTRTxfU2Fg/s320/129.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">Escucho </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">un tema.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">aparecen </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">los primeros </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">cambios. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">son minimos. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">un tema y, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">no te pienso, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">tanto.<br /><br />no te<br />extraño,<br />tanto.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">un tema y, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">ya no </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">importa. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">pienso en </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">otra cosa. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">me distraigo. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">no te </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">quiero, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">tanto. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">escucho </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">un tema </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">y me doy </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">cuenta que </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">no te necesito, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;">tanto.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-3900462209036680400?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-69975736920586377992007-12-17T21:27:00.000-08:002007-12-17T21:40:47.786-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R2dcVBtslZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JPK70EO8m0U/s1600-h/142.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145182615601190290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R2dcVBtslZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JPK70EO8m0U/s320/142.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">Que paso?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">no puede</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">ser.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">se me pone</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">la piel</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">de gallina.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">al fin!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">despues </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">de tanta</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">espera.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">no hay</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">que subestimar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">los acontecimientos.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">parece</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">tan real.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">parece</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">tan imposible</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">y soñado.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">podra ser?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">no parece</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">ser un </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">sueño.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">podria</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">equivocarme.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">veo una</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">pequeña luz.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">la llama</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">de una</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">vela,tal vez.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">es minima.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">podra ser</span></div><div><span style="color:#cc6600;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">la salida?</span><br /></span></div><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R2da5BtslYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QhOPmolsr7U/s1600-h/161.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145181035053225346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R2da5BtslYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QhOPmolsr7U/s320/161.jpg" width="257" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-6997573692058637799?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-27075590795380437002007-12-15T23:50:00.000-08:002007-12-16T00:02:10.170-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R2Ta5RtslWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Bjr9Wezr4Wk/s1600-h/139.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144477351906415970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R2Ta5RtslWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Bjr9Wezr4Wk/s320/139.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">De repente<br />no se porque<br />te extraño.<br /><br />hoy te<br />extraño<br />mas que<br />nunca.<br /><br />me falta<br />el aire,<br />mis latidos<br />fuertes.<br /><br />no me<br />puedo mover.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span> </div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"><br />estoy adormecida<br />por tanto<br />recuerdo.<br /><br />porque<br />nos alejamos?<br /><br />solo recuerdo<br />cosas lindas.<br /><br />risas,<br />abrazos<br />y besos.<br /><br />miradas<br />y sueños.<br /><br />de repente<br />no se porque<br />te extraño.<br /><br />no tendria<br />que ser<br />asi.<br /><br />se me<br />hace dificil.<br /><br />diciembre<br />se me<br />hace dificil.<br /><br />de repente<br />no se porque<br />te extraño.<br /><br />tendria que<br />haberte<br />olvidado.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-2707559079538043700?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-1224362573995382342007-12-09T13:52:00.000-08:002007-12-09T14:11:11.019-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R1xneItjrVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5Q-aQ2GfM18/s1600-h/170.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142098641982565714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R1xneItjrVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5Q-aQ2GfM18/s320/170.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">Que podria</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">decir?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">no hubo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">cambios.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">las cosas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">se mantienen</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">estaticas.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">esperando</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">una idea.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">el tiempo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">siempre</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">volando.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">tendria que</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">estar feliz?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">por lo menos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">no empeora.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">hoy sali</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">y me compre</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">un libro.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">pense que</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">habia sido</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">un cambio.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">solo fue</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">la ambicion</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">al consumismo.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;">nada cambio.</span></div><div> </div><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R1xl3ItjrUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1XzDAu8uo6w/s1600-h/71.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142096872456039746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R1xl3ItjrUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1XzDAu8uo6w/s320/71.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-122436257399538234?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-89367335587110356462007-12-04T22:41:00.000-08:002007-12-04T22:48:02.103-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R1ZJS4tjrTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/62GedGRcnbU/s1600-h/226.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140376613499940146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R1ZJS4tjrTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/62GedGRcnbU/s320/226.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;">Escondiendome,<br />lejos<br />del sol.<br /><br />ese calor<br />de las<br />cinco.<br /><br />prestame<br />tu escondite.<br /><br />lejos de<br />esos rayos.<br /><br />dejame<br />salir<br />de noche.<br /><br />ocultame.<br /><br />en lo<br />mas profundo<br />de tu<br />corazon.<br /><br />no me<br />dejes salir<br />cuando este<br />el sol.</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8936733558711035646?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-85778253770339195742007-11-28T23:22:00.000-08:002007-11-28T23:29:20.024-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R05p94mTUJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/E3PcXfxL_4Q/s1600-h/61.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138160736762286226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R05p94mTUJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/E3PcXfxL_4Q/s320/61.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R05o0omTUII/AAAAAAAAAGA/gu1BrgD9p4E/s1600-h/61.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">Perdi el<br />sentido.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">no se<br />que hacer.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">me perdi<br />en el<br />medio del<br />camino.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">en la parte<br />mas oscura.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">linterna<br />sin pilas.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">nunca me<br />gusto tanto<br />la oscuridad.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">se vuelve<br />cada vez<br />mas oscura.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">y la luz,<br />la luz<br />cada vez<br />mas lejos. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8577825377033919574?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-80269455375041125512007-11-27T20:24:00.000-08:002007-11-27T20:29:33.691-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R0zuaomTUHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/9HEZpLSHVik/s1600-h/ventana.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137743416264970354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R0zuaomTUHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/9HEZpLSHVik/s320/ventana.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;">Malditos<br />y estupidos<br />sentimientos<br />de mierda.<br /><br />me hacen<br />sentir una<br />idiota.<br /><br />celos?<br /><br />porque?<br /><br />no te tengo,<br />no te puedo<br />tener?<br />estas con otra?<br />te perdi?<br />nunca te tuve?<br />porque?<br /><br />no soy<br />celosa.<br /><br />me dan<br />ganas de<br />salir corriendo<br />a buscarte.<br /><br />pensamientos<br />tontos,<br />me siento<br />mal,<br />tonta,<br />tarada.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8026945537504112551?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-47515425380661503832007-11-23T22:53:00.000-08:002007-11-23T23:27:17.842-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R0fP0omTUGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/s7VOS1QadqE/s1600-h/141.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136302403197554786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R0fP0omTUGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/s7VOS1QadqE/s320/141.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Todo lo que<br />creia tener,<br />no esta<br />mas.<br /><br />control<br />sobre mi<br />vida y<br />mis vicios.<br /><br />te parece<br />divertido<br />y lo<br />mejor<br />del mundo.<br /><br />quiero<br />algo mas.<br /><br />mas fuerte,<br />algo nuevo.<br /><br />dame un<br />poco de<br />credito.<br /><br />todo esta<br />bien,<br />estoy<br />disfrutando<br />de mi vida.<br /><br />ojala<br />pudiera,<br />hacer lo<br />que estas<br />haciendo.<br /><br />esto me<br />moviliza.<br /><br />buscando<br />algo nuevo.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-4751542538066150383?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-3988704260875075342007-11-22T14:31:00.000-08:002007-11-22T14:43:55.300-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R0YFaomTUFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/AfRNaT7jhtw/s1600-h/16.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135798380195434578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/R0YFaomTUFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/AfRNaT7jhtw/s320/16.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Tratando<br />de hacer,<br />cosas que<br />no entenderias.<br /><br />tratando de<br />cambiar<br />mi vida.<br /><br />siempre<br />pensaba<br />en vos,<br />ahora eso<br />cambiara.<br /><br />tratando<br />de seguir<br />adelante.<br /><br />pienso<br />seguir<br />sin ti.<br /><br />cosas que<br />nunca<br />entenderias.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-398870426087507534?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-74796805987722086422007-11-05T20:11:00.000-08:002007-11-05T20:21:14.486-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Ry_rgAKt17I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Wd-56lvh_-s/s1600-h/149.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129577435631572914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Ry_rgAKt17I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Wd-56lvh_-s/s320/149.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">Aca me ves,<br />haciendo<br />mi show.<br /><br />el de<br />cada dia.<br /><br />siempre<br />innovando.<br /><br />que nadie<br />se canse,<br />que nadie<br />se aburra.<br /><br />un personaje<br />distinto<br />cada noche.<br /><br />tan distintos,<br />tan completos.<br /><br />me penetro<br />en el personaje.<br /><br />hoy soy<br />asi,<br />mañana<br />sere otra.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-7479680598772208642?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-67382667987967883242007-11-03T22:35:00.000-07:002007-11-03T22:40:40.985-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Ry1a6wKt16I/AAAAAAAAAFY/yjfoIYJKXmQ/s1600-h/143.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128855516053624738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Ry1a6wKt16I/AAAAAAAAAFY/yjfoIYJKXmQ/s320/143.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;">Sentada<br />en el living<br />de su<br />monohambiente.<br /><br />mirando hacia<br />la nada.<br /><br />esta muy<br />oscuro.<br /><br />se pregunta<br />que hacer<br />con su<br />vida.<br /><br />con una<br />copa de vino<br />en la mano.<br /><br />solo ve<br />el cigarrillo<br />consumirse,<br />y el vino<br />se calienta.<br /><br />no hay respuesta,<br />no esta noche.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-6738266798796788324?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-8196348285429996472007-11-01T20:56:00.000-07:002007-11-01T21:07:38.503-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RyqiTgKt15I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JXnU5xprcdI/s1600-h/24.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128089581650827154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RyqiTgKt15I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JXnU5xprcdI/s320/24.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">Sentados aqui,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">uno frente</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">al otro.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">miradas que</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">van y vienen.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">sabes que</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">estoy pensando.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">porque no</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">reaccionas?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">no ves que</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">me quiero</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">ir?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">te parece que </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">todo esta bien.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">te quedas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">ahy parado.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">como si me</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">entendieras.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">pensando que</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">todo esta bien.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-819634828542999647?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-89230179895120034902007-10-30T00:58:00.000-07:002007-10-30T01:02:21.924-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rybk0wKt14I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R45BADcMhcQ/s1600-h/36.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127036820742068098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rybk0wKt14I/AAAAAAAAAFI/R45BADcMhcQ/s320/36.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Entre en<br />tu juego.<br /><br />ya sabia<br />que iba<br />a perder.<br /><br />crei tener<br />suerte<br />esta vez.<br /><br />siempre llevas<br />ventaja.<br /><br />no aprendo<br />el truco.<br /><br />cada dia<br />me parece<br />estar mas<br />cerca.<br /><br />es mas<br />complejo<br />de lo que<br />parece,<br />o no.<br /><br />igual,<br />siempre<br />lo jugare.<br /><br />apostare<br />lo que sea<br />necesario.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8923017989512003490?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-51174500131345412402007-10-28T23:26:00.000-07:002007-10-28T23:33:03.980-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RyV-ZwKt13I/AAAAAAAAAFA/qQbgMGpE4jg/s1600-h/138.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126642731722856306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RyV-ZwKt13I/AAAAAAAAAFA/qQbgMGpE4jg/s320/138.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;">Una vez<br />intente<br />hacer eso<br />que todos<br />hacen.<br /><br />llamar y que<br />alguien conteste<br />del otro lado.<br /><br />pero nunca<br />hay nadie,<br />y yo,<br />yo no llamo.<br /><br />no me puedo<br />quejar.<br /><br />es parte<br />de mi<br />nauraleza.<br /><br />estar sola<br />es lo mejor.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-5117450013134541240?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-31291585379015561592007-10-24T21:18:00.000-07:002007-10-24T21:29:57.441-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RyAa-gKt12I/AAAAAAAAAE4/bhie2Cq7b9s/s1600-h/132-02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125126037036717922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RyAa-gKt12I/AAAAAAAAAE4/bhie2Cq7b9s/s320/132-02.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;">Y cada vez<br />que te veo,<br />es el mejor<br />dia de mi<br />vida.<br /><br />no dejes<br />que cambie.<br /><br />vestida<br />de rojo,<br />te esperare<br />en el bar.<br /><br />tratare de<br />no olvidarme<br />nunca mas.<br /><br />no tener que<br />decir adios.<br /><br />soñare con<br />el dia que<br />toques a<br />mi puerta.<br /><br />vestida de rojo<br />te la abrire,<br />como si eso fuera<br />lo que vienes a buscar.</span></p><p></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-3129158537901556159?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-81378572332992830522007-10-22T23:28:00.000-07:002007-10-22T23:33:06.044-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rx2U2QD63qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/uFJnn2Rrk_E/s1600-h/96.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124415610762747554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rx2U2QD63qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/uFJnn2Rrk_E/s320/96.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rx2UvAD63pI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GI2sVCF_7Vg/s1600-h/98.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124415486208695954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rx2UvAD63pI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GI2sVCF_7Vg/s320/98.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">Necesito que<br />me ayudes.<br /><br />si, a vos<br />te lo digo.<br /><br />esta vez<br />te lo dedico<br />a vos.<br /><br />sabes que<br />cuando escribo,<br />escribo.<br /><br />decime que<br />no es tan<br />dificil.<br /><br />hazme creer<br />que podre<br />olvidar.<br /><br />que el miedo<br />se vaya.<br /><br />no puedo<br />ser mas sincera.<br /><br />no aflojes!<br />perdon,<br />pero me cuesta<br />arriesgar.<br /><br />aguanta<br />lo mas que<br />puedas.<br /><br />necesito que<br />me ayudes.<br /><br />hazme olvidar.<br /><br />yo hare<br />lo imposible<br />para estar bien.<br /><br />quiero poder<br />arriesgar.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8137857233299283052?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-81114127017254474592007-10-22T18:40:00.001-07:002007-10-22T18:43:06.026-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rx1RQwD63mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Y1qTlOE4LnE/s1600-h/enelpiso.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124341299238592098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rx1RQwD63mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Y1qTlOE4LnE/s320/enelpiso.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;">Quiero que<br />todo esto<br />termine.<br /><br />que el<br />dolor se<br />vaya.<br /><br />no tener<br />mas recuerdos<br />ni sueños.<br /><br />decime como hago<br />para pensar<br />en otra cosa?<br /><br />sigo con<br />mi vida<br />pero siempre<br />vuelvo a lo<br />mismo.<br /><br />mi vida se<br />convirtio<br />en un circulo,<br />siempre vuelve<br />al principio.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8111412701725447459?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-49152767736263608322007-10-18T17:44:00.000-07:002007-10-18T17:53:20.251-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rxf-2gD63kI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MioUBRkyIUk/s1600-h/libro.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122843313429995074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rxf-2gD63kI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MioUBRkyIUk/s320/libro.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;">Abandone la<br />escritura<br />para dejar<br />de pensar.</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;">crei que esa<br />era la solucion.<br />me equivoque,<br />solo deje<br />de escribir.</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;">mis recuerdos<br />nunca se fueron,<br />y acumule palabras<br />en mi cabeza.</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;">cosas que queria<br />decirte,<br />que necesito<br />decirte.</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;">vuelvo a<br />escribir,<br />pero....<br />vale la pena<br />que sepas lo que siento?<br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;">no siento<br />que me escuches.<br />o simplemente<br />no te interesa?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-4915276773626360832?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-84131822787920499842007-10-17T15:34:00.000-07:002007-10-17T15:41:24.986-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RxaPVwD63iI/AAAAAAAAADs/i4jOULtSHnA/s1600-h/manos02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122439230021885474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RxaPVwD63iI/AAAAAAAAADs/i4jOULtSHnA/s320/manos02.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">Alfonsina Storni - La caricia perdida<br /><br />Se me va de los dedos la caricia sin causa,<br />se me va de los dedos... En el viento, al pasar,<br />la caricia que vaga sin destino ni objeto,<br />la caricia perdida ¿quién la recogerá?<br /><br />Pude amar esta noche con piedad infinita,<br />pude amar al primero que acertara a llegar.<br />Nadie llega. Están solos los floridos senderos.<br />La caricia perdida, rodará... rodará...<br /><br />Si en los ojos te besan esta noche, viajero,<br />si estremece las ramas un dulce suspirar,<br />si te oprime los dedos una mano pequeña<br />que te toma y te deja, que te logra y se va.<br /><br />Si no ves esa mano, ni esa boca que besa,<br />si es el aire quien teje la ilusión de besar,<br />oh, viajero, que tienes como el cielo los ojos,<br />en el viento fundida, ¿me reconocerás?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8413182278792049984?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-18662425133500797622007-10-12T21:51:00.000-07:002007-10-12T22:02:05.228-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RxBQ7QD63hI/AAAAAAAAADk/_5G5xT4R8Sc/s1600-h/55.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120681755174166034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RxBQ7QD63hI/AAAAAAAAADk/_5G5xT4R8Sc/s320/55.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RxBQsQD63gI/AAAAAAAAADc/IikfgWobHqc/s1600-h/59.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120681497476128258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RxBQsQD63gI/AAAAAAAAADc/IikfgWobHqc/s320/59.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">Esta vez<br />no hay borradores.<br /><br />escribo lo que<br />estoy pensando<br />ahora.<br /><br />las cosas que<br />me pasan<br />por la cabeza.<br /><br />no trato<br />de que tenga<br />un sentido.<br /><br />no podria<br />ser mas<br />sincera.<br /><br />ahora,<br />te diria<br />todo lo que<br />siento.<br /><br />me abriria<br />por completo,<br />te revelaria<br />mi sentimientos.<br /><br />no podria<br />ser mas<br />sincera.</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-1866242513350079762?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-51442861779280471732007-10-10T13:51:00.000-07:002007-10-10T13:58:25.802-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rw08rgD63fI/AAAAAAAAADU/1J4U5A0Xd18/s1600-h/ms01.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119815069428538866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rw08rgD63fI/AAAAAAAAADU/1J4U5A0Xd18/s320/ms01.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">No entiendo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">porque queres</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">conocerme.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">no hay nada</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">bueno en mi.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">no entiendo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">que quieras</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">verme.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">no haya nada</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">lindo en mi.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">yo no quiero</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">conocerme,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">ni mirar a</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">un espejo.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">es verdad,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">no depende</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">de vos.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">pero...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">no te das</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">cuenta que trato</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">de ayudarte?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;">no es bueno conocerme.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-5144286177928047173?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-58367882393909897112007-10-06T22:28:00.000-07:002007-10-07T00:40:29.917-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RwiLsAD63dI/AAAAAAAAADE/OMViYruw8O4/s1600-h/21.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118494564553514450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RwiLsAD63dI/AAAAAAAAADE/OMViYruw8O4/s320/21.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-5836788239390989711?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-9956655713168763462007-09-27T18:39:00.000-07:002007-09-27T18:42:13.657-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvxbowD63cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/a4V21uRDM7s/s1600-h/71.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115064032440278466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvxbowD63cI/AAAAAAAAAC8/a4V21uRDM7s/s320/71.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvxbbgD63bI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BkUtCZYE5FI/s1600-h/69.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115063804807011762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvxbbgD63bI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BkUtCZYE5FI/s320/69.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-995665571316876346?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-44390772062694887062007-09-27T18:27:00.000-07:002007-09-27T18:39:04.024-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvxaHQD63aI/AAAAAAAAACs/EMqoFdxb5oQ/s1600-h/mano.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115062357403032994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvxaHQD63aI/AAAAAAAAACs/EMqoFdxb5oQ/s320/mano.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">Que se supone</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">que tengo que hacer?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">olvidarme de vos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">como me mirabas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">antes de irnos a dormir,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">tus manos acariciando</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">cada rincon de mi,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">tus palabras de amor</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">mientras me abrazabas?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">tendria que olvidar,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">pero no puedo.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">tengo grabado</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">cada detalle.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">lo llevo conmigo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">en mi corazon,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">mi cerebro y mi piel.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">no te puedo olvidar,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">aunque intente.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">que se supone</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">que tengo que hacer?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">olvidar que alguna vez,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">fuiste parte de mi?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-4439077206269488706?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-35733906271485860352007-09-24T20:58:00.000-07:002007-09-24T21:16:56.486-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RviKzAD63ZI/AAAAAAAAACk/cR821_cfsx4/s1600-h/violin.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113989985673600402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RviKzAD63ZI/AAAAAAAAACk/cR821_cfsx4/s320/violin.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.planetadeletras.com/index.php?m=a&amp;a=Babasonicos"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Babasonicos </span></a><span style="color:#ffffff;">- </span><a class="i" href="http://www.planetadeletras.com/index.php?m=s&amp;lid=44819"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Coralcaraza</span></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><br />Mi amor florece en su jardín, florece para mi.<br />Mujer, despegaras de ti montando aquel delfín.<br />Por dios, quiero tu corazón latiendo alrededor<br />Jesús, del cristo bajara, y besara tu altar.<br /><br />A la luz eterna subiré,<br />y ofreciendo todo te diré,<br />que la libertad, es un estado en la mente.<br />Limpiare del mundo todo el mal,<br />cruzare hemisferios por lograr ser de tus deseos,<br />ser de tus deseos el mejor.<br /><br />Mi amor, yo sé como elevar tu centro espiritual.<br />Mujer, te voy a acariciar me va a purificar.<br />Por dios, que mataré al dragón si consigo tu amor.<br />Jesús, jesus superstar, cristo superstar...<br /><br />A la luz eterna subiré...<br /><br />Habitar un coral espacial lejos de todos.<br />Juro, juro, juro,<br />lo juro por mi fe, en cielos te amaré.<br />Juro, juro, juro,<br />que en un hogar la paz,<br />la paz te envolverá.<br /><br />A la luz eterna subiré...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-3573390627148586035?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-87823652403196913062007-09-23T16:35:00.000-07:002007-09-23T16:44:56.727-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rvb6AwD63YI/AAAAAAAAACc/8oiR_g5e0Uc/s1600-h/115.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113549317734063490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rvb6AwD63YI/AAAAAAAAACc/8oiR_g5e0Uc/s320/115.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rvb5WQD63XI/AAAAAAAAACU/2i-zvHteqGU/s1600-h/manzana.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113548587589623154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rvb5WQD63XI/AAAAAAAAACU/2i-zvHteqGU/s320/manzana.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">A que le escapas?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">no me dices</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">nada,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">solo cierras</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">los ojos.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">bebes</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">de la copa</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">del olvido.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">esa no es</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">tu salvación.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">a que le </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">tienes miedo?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">no cierres </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">los ojos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">mira a tu</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">alrededor.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">si esto sigue asi,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">igual te acompaño</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;">en la huida.</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8782365240319691306?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-31708015798636858872007-09-22T01:18:00.000-07:002007-09-22T01:27:21.640-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvTRWAD63WI/AAAAAAAAACM/x9H6TDIp-IM/s1600-h/libro.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112941652876123490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvTRWAD63WI/AAAAAAAAACM/x9H6TDIp-IM/s320/libro.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">Comprare</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">rosas negras,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">para festejar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">esta dia.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">me las clavare</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">en la memoria.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">seran</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">rosas vivas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">y muertas,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">negras</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">por fuera</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">pero jovenes</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">por dentro.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">el recuerdo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">de festejos anteriores,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">volveran a</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">la memoria.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">caminare por la</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">calle y</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">vere rostros</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">felices,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">festejando.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">que festejan?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">no me llega</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">su alegria.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">comprare</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">rosas negras</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">porque no</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">reconosco </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">otro color.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">solo veo oscuridad.</span><br /></div><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvTQKQD63VI/AAAAAAAAACE/7PTCz0-5liY/s1600-h/flor.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112940351501032786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvTQKQD63VI/AAAAAAAAACE/7PTCz0-5liY/s320/flor.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-3170801579863685887?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-43873107890336799882007-09-20T21:12:00.000-07:002007-09-20T21:17:33.063-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvNFmgD63UI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FdeX1CJAVKU/s1600-h/singanasdellorarwj3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112506529739365698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvNFmgD63UI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FdeX1CJAVKU/s320/singanasdellorarwj3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">Gente nueva?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">no quiero </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">gente nueva</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">en mi vida.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">desconocidos sin</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">historia,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">siempre volviendo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">a empezar.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">la historia</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">no tiene antiguedad.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">gente nueva</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">con caras</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">sin recuerdos.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">aparecen y se van,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">no se cansan </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">de mover.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">la historia</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">no tiene</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">antiguedad.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">no quiero</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">gente nueva</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;">en mi vida.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-4387310789033679988?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-64017444470285908682007-09-20T00:05:00.000-07:002007-09-20T00:15:01.624-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvIdxfJg9lI/AAAAAAAAAB0/26xW-8g3W50/s1600-h/mascara.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112181263031137874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvIdxfJg9lI/AAAAAAAAAB0/26xW-8g3W50/s320/mascara.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">Pensabamos estar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">ocultos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">que nadie nos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">encontraria.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">teniamos el</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">lugar perfecto.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">confiamos demaciado</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">el uno del otro.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">la codicia</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">nos gano.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">estamos bajo una lupa</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">de la que no podemos </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">escapar.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">pero amor...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">no habia mucho</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">para perder?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">corre y escondete,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">mientras estan distraidos.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">hay mucho</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;">para perder.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-6401744447028590868?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-88293799485959914282007-09-18T21:57:00.000-07:002007-09-18T22:07:14.331-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvCuPPJg9kI/AAAAAAAAABs/UgRCQUsTzww/s1600-h/luna02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111777153853224514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvCuPPJg9kI/AAAAAAAAABs/UgRCQUsTzww/s320/luna02.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">Trata de ver y oir</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">que yo me muero</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">cuando estas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">cerca mio.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">porque siempre</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">te tienes que ir?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">la noche llega</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">pero ya habia</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">oscuridad en mi corazon.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">trata de escuchar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">antes de irte</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">que yo muero</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">por ti.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">solo tu me traes</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">felicidad.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">trata de ver</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">antes de irte como</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">mi corazon</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;">sangra por ti.</span></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8829379948595991428?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-81782611108842628052007-09-18T21:52:00.001-07:002007-09-18T21:56:35.499-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvCr3fJg9jI/AAAAAAAAABk/l0G1oXqRMOM/s1600-h/boca.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111774546808075826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RvCr3fJg9jI/AAAAAAAAABk/l0G1oXqRMOM/s320/boca.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;">¿Cómo hablar si la escarcha agrietó mis labios que te esperaban?<br />¿Si de tanto llorar anegué la voz que te nombraba?<br />¿Qué puedo hacer con éste vaivén de locura<br />que asoma por la ventana de la cordura y me desarma?...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-8178261110884262805?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-3799727277666129072007-09-17T15:12:00.002-07:002007-09-17T15:21:39.688-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Ru79ke2Pb7I/AAAAAAAAABc/jB2df_zsQQQ/s1600-h/innocence.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111301430309777330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Ru79ke2Pb7I/AAAAAAAAABc/jB2df_zsQQQ/s320/innocence.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">No me mires a los ojos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">que veras mi sufrimiento.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">no me mires a la cara,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">creere que quieres algo conmigo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">pero es todo mentira.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">saca tu cara</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">de mi camino</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">no quiero verte</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">a los ojos.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">no queres nada </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">pero me llamas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">y jugas conmigo.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">no me engañes,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">no soy mas que un juguete</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">de reserva.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">deja de jugar conmigo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">buscate otro juguete</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">mas moderno.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">saca tu cara</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">de mi camino,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">no quiero verte</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">a los ojos.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">solo soy un juguete mas.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">saca tu cara,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;">no quiero verme en tus ojos.</span></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-379972727766612907?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-91420952202619439112007-09-14T22:49:00.000-07:002007-09-14T23:01:44.683-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rut0ggH56tI/AAAAAAAAABU/ldovAIeLEX8/s1600-h/Perfume.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110306303909685970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rut0ggH56tI/AAAAAAAAABU/ldovAIeLEX8/s320/Perfume.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">Llevo tu perfume conmigo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">dentro de mi cerebro,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">me recuerda tu ahusencia y</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">tu falta de cariño.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">pero ya es parte de mi</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">y no lo quiero olvidar.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">tu vives a tu ritmo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">no te puedo alcanzar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">y me dices:</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">"disfruta del momento".</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">llevo tu perfume conmigo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">taladrandome el cerebro,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">ya vendran dias mejores,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">tu perfume se evaporara</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">y yo no tendre en quien pensar..</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">te dedico mi vida</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">porque es lo unico</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">que se manejar.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">mis recuerdos de una vida feliz,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">aparecen en mis sueños</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">y no puedo evitar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">dejar caer una lagrima.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">llevo tu perume conmigo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">es parte de mi cuerpo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">mi alma y mi ser.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">vaya donde vaya,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">haga lo que haga,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">tu perfume y mis recuerdos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">estaran siempre.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">taladrandome el cerebro.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">tu perfume me persigue</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">y me recuerda que</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">te necesito conmigo.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">estas lejos y no me</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">quieres escuchar.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">grito fuerte pero tu</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">tapas tus iodos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">con estupideces sin sentido.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">llevo tu perfume y siempre</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;">lo llevare conmigo...</span></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-9142095220261943911?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-41191435897183363542007-09-13T23:14:00.000-07:002007-09-13T23:21:28.789-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuooCgH56sI/AAAAAAAAABM/KNb0QIJlw-4/s1600-h/mu%C3%B1eca3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109940750653188802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuooCgH56sI/AAAAAAAAABM/KNb0QIJlw-4/s320/mu%C3%B1eca3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">Y mientras mas te alejas,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">mas me cuesta llegar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">al mañana.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">estoy sentada</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">en la calle,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">viendo como te vas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">y no sos capaz</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">de mirar atras.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">me cuesta llegar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">al mañana.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">fuimos el uno</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">para el otro,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">q paso?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">no te di suficiente</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">amor?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">contigo aprendi muchas cosas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">pero ahora estoy</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">viendote partir</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">y me cuesta llegar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">al mañana.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">es lo peor que</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">puedes hacer.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">vivimos momentos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">hermosos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">ahora tiras</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">todo a la mierda.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">no puedo llegar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">al mañana.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">los recuerdos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">vuelven a mi</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">y no puedo llegar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">al mañana,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">sin vos.</span></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-4119143589718336354?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-51339303062050663252007-09-12T22:04:00.000-07:002007-09-12T22:13:34.699-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RujGoQH56rI/AAAAAAAAABE/AUMxXwwUTxo/s1600-h/manos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109552172077017778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RujGoQH56rI/AAAAAAAAABE/AUMxXwwUTxo/s320/manos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">Esa mascara que usas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">ya te queda chica,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">no podria ser peor,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">no podria empeorar.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">te lo estoy diciendo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">a los gritos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">quedate un rato</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">mas conmigo.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">sacate esa mascara</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">te queda chica,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">te hace sangrar.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">si te quedas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">te prometo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">no usar la mia.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">te lo estoy diciendo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">a los gritos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">quedate </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">un rato mas,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">pero no escuchas,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">esa mascara</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;">tapa tus oidos.</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-5133930306205066325?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-78310233606625805622007-09-12T18:22:00.000-07:002007-09-12T19:02:39.080-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuiT8QH56qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-Ol72CfEaB4/s1600-h/ff2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109496440581384866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuiT8QH56qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-Ol72CfEaB4/s320/ff2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">solo yo me acuerdo de esto......</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">cuando me dedicaste este tema......</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"></span></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Elvis Presley - No puedo evitar enamorarme </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"><br />Los hombres sabios dicen que</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">solo los tontos se apresuran</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">pero no puedo evitar enamorarme de ti</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">debería quedarme?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Sería un pecado?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Si no puedo evitar enamorarme de ti</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Como un río fluye seguramente al mar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Querida así es</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Algunas cosas están destinadas a suceder</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Toma mi mano Toma mi vida entera también </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Ya que no puedo evitar enamorarme de ti</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Como un río fluye seguramente al mar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Querida así es</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Algunas cosas están destinadas a suceder</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Toma mi mano Toma mi vida entera también </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Ya que no puedo evitar enamorarme de ti</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;">Ya que no puedo evitar enamorarme de ti</span></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-7831023360662580562?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-4916993455433693462007-09-12T15:16:00.000-07:002007-09-12T15:46:34.048-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuhsMwH56pI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YfEhMP_QLGs/s1600-h/agua.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109452743584115346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuhsMwH56pI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YfEhMP_QLGs/s320/agua.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuhrrQH56oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eKIBUB4iqxs/s1600-h/agua.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>Ahogare mis creencias</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>y saldre corriendo</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>atras tuyo,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>es lo unico que me</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>sale hacer.</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>ahogare mis creencias</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>y te amare el resto</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>de mi vida,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>es lo unico que</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>sé hacer.</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>construire nuestro futuro</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>y saldre a buscarte,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>es lo unico que</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>puedo hacer.</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>ahogare mis creencias</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>y te esperare,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>es lo unico que me</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>dejas hacer.</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>ahogare mis creencias</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>porque de otra manera</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><strong>no te amaria.</strong></span></div><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-491699345543369346?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-5358169144289413282007-09-11T22:35:00.000-07:002007-09-11T22:50:03.799-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rud8jQH56nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZbGZ6fl4L20/s1600-h/MUELLE.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109189247340505714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/Rud8jQH56nI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZbGZ6fl4L20/s320/MUELLE.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">Que quieres hacer,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">que pretendes hacer,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">sentados al lado del rio.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">todo se ve muy bien</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">al lado del rio.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">me dijiste que sufrias,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">y no aguantabas mas.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">que quieres hacer,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">sentados al lado del rio?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">sabes que te acompaño</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">y me estoy enamorando</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">al lado del rio.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">pero que quieres hacer</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">sentados al lado del rio?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">nos trajimos una botella de vino</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">y hablamos de nuestras vidas,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">no te das cuenta?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">estamos sentados al lado del rio.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">que pretendes hacer?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">no juegues conmigo al lado del rio,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">estas buscando algo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">y no ves que estoy al lado tuyo</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">pero que quieres hacer</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">al lado del rio?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">es peligroso </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">al lado del rio.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">no la busques </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">al lado del rio.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">no ves que estoy con vos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">al lado del rio?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">buscame a mi,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">al lado del rio.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-535816914428941328?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-36675306019756333002007-09-11T09:58:00.000-07:002007-09-11T10:24:32.742-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RubOeh-xWJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5Uc5WeGEaCQ/s1600-h/flor03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108997851211454610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RubOeh-xWJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5Uc5WeGEaCQ/s320/flor03.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">Ella dice:</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">no tenerte es </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">demasiado para mi</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">pero no pelea por</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">lo que quiere,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">le da miedo.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">solo dice es</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">demasiado para mi.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">ella solo quiere </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">que la abrasen,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">pero es emasiado</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">para ella </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">y no pelea,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">se queda sola</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">en la oscuridad,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">porque es demasiado</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">para ella.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">yo le digo pelea</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">por lo que quieres</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">pero es demasiado</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;">para ella.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-3667530601975633300?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-6928557221415425412007-09-10T15:37:00.000-07:002008-02-16T14:27:12.653-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuXIzR-xWII/AAAAAAAAAAU/32HNHAJ_Gbs/s1600-h/burbuja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108710135647262850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuXIzR-xWII/AAAAAAAAAAU/32HNHAJ_Gbs/s320/burbuja.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">lo siento....</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">es lo unico</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">que te puedo decir.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">hablamos y hablamos</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">pero yo siempre me quedo callada.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">las cosas se dieron asi</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">y no se pueden cambiar.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">el tiempo nos hara olvidar</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">lo que alguna vez</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">fue parte de nuestra vida</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">el viento lo hara volar</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">y nosotros seguiremos</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">con nuestra vida</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">yo intentando vivir sin ti......</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">guardare mis deseos</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">en burbujas de lagrimas</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">y soñare con tu regreso.</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-692855722141542541?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007400609054825619.post-77142363253410103042007-09-09T20:15:00.000-07:002007-09-09T20:45:02.712-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuS9qx-xWHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I0i97WKBeNw/s1600-h/herida_a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108416420013758578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DmhOvIqDM68/RuS9qx-xWHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I0i97WKBeNw/s320/herida_a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Porque no sé como decirte las cosas a la cara.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Tengo muchas cosas para decirte....pero el terror me gana,</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>empiezo escribiendolas aca y quizas algun dia te las diga...</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Mi corazon llora y mi cabeza esta a punto de estallar.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>dejo la letra que algun dia te decique..................</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong><br />Nadie como tú para hacerme reír.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Nadie como tú sabe tanto de mí.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Nadie como tú es capaz de compartir</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>mis penas, mi tristeza, mis ganas de vivir.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Tienes ese don de dar tranquilidad,</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>de saber escuchar, de envolverme en paz.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Tienes la virtud de hacerme olvidar </strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>el miedo que me da mirar la oscuridad.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Solamente tú lo puedes entender </strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>y solamente tú te lo podrás creer.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>En silencio y sin cruzar una palabra.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Solamente una mirada es suficiente para hablar.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Ya son más de veinte años de momentos congelados</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>en recuerdos que jamás se olvidarán.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Nadie como tú para pedir perdón.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Nadie como tú valora esta canción.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Nadie como tú me da su protección,</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>me ayuda a caminar, me aparta del dolor.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Tienes ese don de dar tranquilidad,</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>de saber escuchar, de envolverme en paz.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Tienes la virtud de hacerme olvidar</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>el miedo que me da mirar la oscuridad.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Solamente tú lo puedes entender</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>y Solamente tú te lo podrás creer.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>En silencio y sin cruzar una palabra.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Solamente una mirada es suficiente para hablar.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Ya son más de veinte años de momentos congelados</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>en recuerdos que jamás se olvidarán.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Y pasarán los años y siempre estarás buscando un plan</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>para que se hagan realidad los sueños que</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>soñábamos antes de ayer al dormir</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>hablando del tiempo que nos quedará por vivir.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>En silencio y sin cruzar una palabra.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Solamente una mirada es suficiente para hablar.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Ya son más de veinte años de momentos congelados</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>en recuerdos que jamás se olvidarán.</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Y sin hablar. Sólo al mirar sabremos llegar a entender</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"><strong>que jamás ni nada ni nadie en la vida nos separará.</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007400609054825619-7714236325341010304?l=dame1solobeso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>No SoY nAdA sIn Mi DiAbLohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06121597308864091471noreply@blogger.com2