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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SZcrEMFhKbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mBUMTvoQBv4/s400/P1251069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta vez &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; puedo continuar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sin tenerte junto a mí&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada vez que te pienso,Siento ganas de que estes aquí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todavía no puedo olvidar,El momento en que te vi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin saber que pensar.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queria acercarme a ti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y sin poderte hablar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Te sentí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y hasta hoy no he podido escapar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y me bastó tan poco para &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quererte tanto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Y sucedió &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que poco a poco me fui entregando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cómo saber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cómo entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; lo que sentí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; cuando te vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bastó un segundo para entrar en &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tu mundo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; //&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada me costaba intentar.. Te tenía frente a mí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y sin poderte hablar.. Te sentí y hasta hoy no he podido escapar #&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin quererte amar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me perdí&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y hasta hoy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; he &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;podido &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;escapar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  /&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/681696714667925232-6738959165747197906?l=mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/feeds/6738959165747197906/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=681696714667925232&amp;postID=6738959165747197906' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/6738959165747197906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/6738959165747197906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/2009/02/esta-vez-no-puedo-continuar.html' title=''/><author><name>cadavezmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475226964195220065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSeKSgA2xI/AAAAAAAAADc/KL97wFK2uNg/S220/P7310778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SZcrEMFhKbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/mBUMTvoQBv4/s72-c/P1251069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681696714667925232.post-1516674232249047447</id><published>2009-01-27T18:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:31:25.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SX_CsONeVvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/sbFqjvq0Hx4/s1600-h/1232739103314_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296165751795635954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SX_CsONeVvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/sbFqjvq0Hx4/s400/1232739103314_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te miro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, me muero&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Te observo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, te quiero&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     no hay que hablar, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;te siento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 y busco tus sueños..&lt;br /&gt;Si te vas, se acaba se borra mi tiempo tus manos se mueven y yo me someto !&lt;br /&gt;Tu voz va, yo vuelo y no encuentro el suelo .&lt;br /&gt;tus ojos me llegan y todo da vueltas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tienes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mil &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;razones &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para darte todo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;br /&gt; A primera vista, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;te siento mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; a primera vista, que &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fantasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; a primera vista &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;te entrego todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            a primera vista &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;me siento solo sin Ti&lt;/span&gt; . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/681696714667925232-1516674232249047447?l=mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/feeds/1516674232249047447/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=681696714667925232&amp;postID=1516674232249047447' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/1516674232249047447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/1516674232249047447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/2009/01/te-miro-me-muero-te-observo-te-quiero_27.html' title=''/><author><name>cadavezmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475226964195220065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSeKSgA2xI/AAAAAAAAADc/KL97wFK2uNg/S220/P7310778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SX_CsONeVvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/sbFqjvq0Hx4/s72-c/1232739103314_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681696714667925232.post-6690227151932427689</id><published>2009-01-25T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T08:47:47.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SXyWJ6UvUsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8ySIkKF6dhs/s1600-h/1223236299524_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295272358900093634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SXyWJ6UvUsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8ySIkKF6dhs/s400/1223236299524_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;si volvieras a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sentir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;si &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;expresaras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; más&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;si empezaras a vivir &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dejarias todo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;si te atreves a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;soñar&lt;/span&gt; . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/681696714667925232-6690227151932427689?l=mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/feeds/6690227151932427689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=681696714667925232&amp;postID=6690227151932427689' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/6690227151932427689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/6690227151932427689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/2009/01/si-volvieras-sentir-si-expresaras-ms-si.html' title=''/><author><name>cadavezmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475226964195220065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSeKSgA2xI/AAAAAAAAADc/KL97wFK2uNg/S220/P7310778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SXyWJ6UvUsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8ySIkKF6dhs/s72-c/1223236299524_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681696714667925232.post-2898937060489023726</id><published>2009-01-20T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:46:11.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SXZ9CCgwYRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dnWzl1ZOEos/s1600-h/P1081054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293555886008066322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SXZ9CCgwYRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dnWzl1ZOEos/s400/P1081054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te recuerdo caminando junto a mi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te recuerdo&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; puedo seguir asi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te recuerdo quisiera &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;volverte a ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te recuerdo fuiste&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; mucho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; para mi ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo quisiera poderte &lt;em&gt;abrazar&lt;/em&gt;,de la mano ir a caminar, Yo quisiera volverte a &lt;em&gt;besar&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y bajo una luna nena, ponernos a bailar !     Yo te quiero &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a mi lado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; una vez mas.                            Necesito de tu cuerpo para amar.Ya no puedo tratar de dormir sin vos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nene pronto &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;necesito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; tu calor  //&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se que nunca olvidare tu amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, nunca he conocido algo igual, desearia verte regresar, pero es mentira nene,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                  se que no regresaras . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/681696714667925232-2898937060489023726?l=mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/feeds/2898937060489023726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=681696714667925232&amp;postID=2898937060489023726' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/2898937060489023726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/2898937060489023726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/2009/01/te-recuerdo-caminando-junto-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>cadavezmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475226964195220065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSeKSgA2xI/AAAAAAAAADc/KL97wFK2uNg/S220/P7310778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SXZ9CCgwYRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dnWzl1ZOEos/s72-c/P1081054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681696714667925232.post-7651047385472201414</id><published>2009-01-14T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:03:47.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SW5OYsnZ-GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LqYlqL66UWA/s1600-h/P1081048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291252798407178338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SW5OYsnZ-GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LqYlqL66UWA/s400/P1081048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;es tan fuerte lo que siento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inexplicale de decir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  no existen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    palabras paea describir lo que tu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;me haces sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       cuando estoy sin ti, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuando estoy sin ti nada existe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;             mi corazon estaba cerrado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y tu eres el &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unico&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que lo abriste .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Jure no creer en el amor para no sufrir mas de lo que sufri . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                       y tu hiciste que &lt;strong&gt;creyera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                       en todo &lt;em&gt;en lo que jamas crei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/681696714667925232-7651047385472201414?l=mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/feeds/7651047385472201414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=681696714667925232&amp;postID=7651047385472201414' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/7651047385472201414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/7651047385472201414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/2009/01/es-tan-fuerte-lo-que-siento-inexplicale.html' title=''/><author><name>cadavezmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475226964195220065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSeKSgA2xI/AAAAAAAAADc/KL97wFK2uNg/S220/P7310778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SW5OYsnZ-GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LqYlqL66UWA/s72-c/P1081048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681696714667925232.post-7232138458750507029</id><published>2008-12-15T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:27:37.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SUcQ5uxdwqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TZ96UplOKHc/s1600-h/PC110985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280207672109286050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SUcQ5uxdwqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TZ96UplOKHc/s400/PC110985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ella espera sentada, pagaría por volverlo a verse siente mareada, no sabe qué tiene que hacerél se le ríe en la cara y &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no es la &lt;strong&gt;primera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; vez&lt;/strong&gt;..se acerca la noche y la empieza a perder&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sufras por nada que te tenga en segundo lugar, no quedan palabras que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hieran &lt;/span&gt;todavía más y él se te ríe en la cara y no es la primera vezse acerca la noche y te empieza a perder.. llorá si querés, sólo si queréspero cuando pares &lt;strong&gt;no olvides saber que sabés que se te ríe en la cara,&lt;/strong&gt; y no es la primera vezque se acerca la noche y te empieza a perderse acerca la noche y te empieza a perder #!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/681696714667925232-7232138458750507029?l=mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/feeds/7232138458750507029/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=681696714667925232&amp;postID=7232138458750507029' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/7232138458750507029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/7232138458750507029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/2008/12/ella-espera-sentada-pagara-por-volverlo.html' title=''/><author><name>cadavezmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475226964195220065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSeKSgA2xI/AAAAAAAAADc/KL97wFK2uNg/S220/P7310778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SUcQ5uxdwqI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TZ96UplOKHc/s72-c/PC110985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681696714667925232.post-7563551492701050981</id><published>2008-10-25T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T18:38:40.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SQPILwCHLcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9lVRA3cJcIk/s1600-h/Copia+de+P7310778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261268893896748482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SQPILwCHLcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9lVRA3cJcIk/s400/Copia+de+P7310778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sos la sonrisa que me ayudo,Una mirada que me entrego Esa infancia que perdi, que ya habia dejado ir..Y te vi cantar Mientras sonaba olvidado aquel viejo cassette De los ramones que escuchabamos de chicos !Cuando veranear era nadar buscando el atardecer. .Robandole al mar quizas que el cielo fundia en tu piel,Al pronunciar; Yo soy el que te mira y te agradece a vos Lo bueno y malo todo lo que somos♥Toda una vida juntos siempre y vos..Un par de a duo a par de a dos! Vos sos el odio con el amor La confidencia que me acuso Si es mi sangre y entendi que no sos igual a mi..Cada recuerdo de lo que soy Lleva impregnado tu nombre y hoy Si tubiera que elegir te diria que te vi. .En este jazz Que papa nos adueñaba para la hora del te O en la tortura de un insecto o bichito O no te acordas cuando nos daba miedo la oscuridad..Y el juego era llegar con tu cabeza debajo de mis pies Para gritar: &lt;font size="4"&gt;Yo soy el que te mira y te agradece a vos..Lo bueno y malo todo lo que&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somos♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Toda una vida juntos siempre y vos.. Un par de a duo a &lt;font size="4"&gt;par de a dos, .&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/681696714667925232-7563551492701050981?l=mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/feeds/7563551492701050981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=681696714667925232&amp;postID=7563551492701050981' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/7563551492701050981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/7563551492701050981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/2008/10/sos-la-sonrisa-que-me-ayudouna-mirada.html' title=''/><author><name>cadavezmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475226964195220065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSeKSgA2xI/AAAAAAAAADc/KL97wFK2uNg/S220/P7310778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SQPILwCHLcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9lVRA3cJcIk/s72-c/Copia+de+P7310778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681696714667925232.post-2946747089472156858</id><published>2008-10-14T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T06:18:30.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSUhi23fbI/AAAAAAAAADU/jcI9aetp7ys/s1600-h/P8170852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256989969061739954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSUhi23fbI/AAAAAAAAADU/jcI9aetp7ys/s400/P8170852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somos dos sentidos para una palabra,Un ré y un lá menor. .Las dos melodias para una canción En la armonia de una voz Que grita y vuelve a gritar para recordarnos .Porque &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;somos vos y yo.&lt;/span&gt;Mitades del mismo pentagrama! Porque creeme que vos sos El fin y el principio de lo que soy,Yo soy con el somos y ya quiero verte Para escuchartelo a vos ♥ Y aca parado en mi rincon Te digo que&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; te extraño&lt;/span&gt; Y extiendo mi mano mas. .Para alcanzarte y ver si soy La parte que te falta! Porque vos a mi me faltas, Somos el aceite mezclado con agua Pero nos resulto Somos tan distintos pero &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somos dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Porque sin vos no se ser yo.-Con vos aprendi a encontrarme Y a soportar el dolor que me toco Cuando esta vida me pateo Y te repito que vos sos El fin y el principio de lo que soy .Yo soy con el somos y ya quiero verte Para escuchartelo a vos. .Y aca parado en mi rincón Te digo que te extraño Y extiendo mi mano más Para alcanzarte y ver si soy La parte que te falta Porque &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;vos a mi me faltas&lt;/span&gt; (♥) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/681696714667925232-2946747089472156858?l=mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/feeds/2946747089472156858/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=681696714667925232&amp;postID=2946747089472156858' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/2946747089472156858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/681696714667925232/posts/default/2946747089472156858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mehaces-sentir.blogspot.com/2008/10/somos-dos-sentidos-para-una-palabraun-r.html' title=''/><author><name>cadavezmas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475226964195220065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSeKSgA2xI/AAAAAAAAADc/KL97wFK2uNg/S220/P7310778.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NPskA3S5m2c/SPSUhi23fbI/AAAAAAAAADU/jcI9aetp7ys/s72-c/P8170852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
