<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378</id><updated>2011-07-28T04:51:18.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imusae</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-2234886703253015276</id><published>2008-11-24T13:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:50:44.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuevos comienzos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SR3MeRk2ywI/AAAAAAAAAF8/g3tsLVgA8HQ/s1600-h/2008_1228Underground_Ago20080120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SR3MeRk2ywI/AAAAAAAAAF8/g3tsLVgA8HQ/s320/2008_1228Underground_Ago20080120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268591959579478786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Cuando las luces se apagan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Y ya no hay nada más que hacer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Solo tomas tus cosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Y comienzas el camino a casa&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Estas llorando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Te sientes abandonado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Es porque la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Es muy dura cuando caminas solo&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;No te preocupes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;La oscuridad no pasara de la linterna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Si necesitas compañía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sabes que caminare siempre a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Es frustrante despertar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sin sentir nada por nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sabiendo que a tu alrededor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Hay personas que quieren compartir su amor&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Quiero ir a donde nadie ha ido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Atravesando sueños y pesadillas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Hasta encontrare esa parte que tanto necesito&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Así es mujer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;El invierno regresara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Y cuando la nieve regrese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sabrás que estaré cerca&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Así es mujer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;No temas nunca más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yo llegare a tu cuarto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Y te daré un beso mientras duermes&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Soy tan solo un pez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;En un inmenso Océano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Solo un pequeño grano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;En este basto Universo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SR3MeRk2ywI/AAAAAAAAAF8/g3tsLVgA8HQ/s72-c/2008_1228Underground_Ago20080120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-1600106390644855704</id><published>2008-11-24T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:49:04.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios Imusae</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Habré los ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y comienza a pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ve lo que has hecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y dime si estas satisfecho&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;El cielo es inmenso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y el océano tan viejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuestro tiempo es tan corto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nos evaporamos con el viento&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Un nuevo día comienza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero mis sueños terminan esta noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú me amaste tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y yo nunca supe apreciarlo&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Madre el odio me tuvo cegado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y se que hice mucho daño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;No me preocupo en&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;pedir perdón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque mis pecados están delante de mí&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Siempre escondí mis miedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con un arpón en mis venas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ahora el miedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Brota por todo mi cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Madre e matado a inocentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y sus almas me esperan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para saldar cuentas&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Debo enfrentar mi destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero antes deberé llegar con devay&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;No se como podré perdonar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si nunca me supe perdonar&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;En mi vida solo me queje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más nunca trate de mejorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cuando la felicidad llegaba a mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era yo quien se apartaba&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Acepta quien fuiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acepta lo que hiciste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Bueno o malo ya lo cometiste&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Pretendía ser perfecto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dejar que conocieran mis sentimientos&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Aquí el cielo es tan rojo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Que me pierdo fácilmente en él&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento que regreso a casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las cruces brotan como agua&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Nada de esto existe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie lo puede ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Esto no me importa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo tú que estas aquí&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Todos mis recuerdos aparecen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y solo dan vueltas, vueltas y vueltas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es un océano tan profundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que me sumerjo lentamente&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Y fue porque todo este tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te estuve esperando a ti&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Mi tiempo aquí es tan corto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;Que nadie sabra que existi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madre si regreso a este mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor se mi madre nuevamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" lang="ES"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SR3K25JPsJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8LsRJofbS_A/s1600-h/Netoors+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SR3K25JPsJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8LsRJofbS_A/s320/Netoors+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268590183494693010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-1600106390644855704?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/1600106390644855704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=1600106390644855704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1600106390644855704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1600106390644855704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 102);&quot; lang=&quot;ES&quot;&gt;Adios Imusae&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SR3K25JPsJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8LsRJofbS_A/s72-c/Netoors+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-8715294509419276</id><published>2008-11-14T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T11:28:52.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dalia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SSswt2klqNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KCfDx0nhNp4/s1600-h/DALIA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SSswt2klqNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KCfDx0nhNp4/s320/DALIA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272361353068521682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;La arena lastima mis ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más no me atrevo a cerrarlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estarte mirando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta perderte para nunca mas verte&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Cada simple día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cada palabra que decías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto valía tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Que ahora el silencio lastima mis oídos&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Como puedes ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun estoy sufriendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este juego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En donde yo siempre pierdo&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Oh que será de mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que será sin ti&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Quiero llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no se ni como cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón sufre tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con cada paso que das&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú te apartas tanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Que me separo de la realidad&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Es tan difícil decirte adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Pero se que es lo mejor para los dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo siempre te pude entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más tú nunca me intentaste entender&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Si supieras lo duro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que es dejarte ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No solo en la distancia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Sino también para mi alma&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Esos momentos en que solíamos amarnos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podíamos pasar horas acostados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi alma estaba tan bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con cada cosa que tú hicieras&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Esta simple canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo fue hecha para ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera que fuera tierna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo cierto es que extraño tu presencia&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Que fue de ese amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con el que comenzó nuestra pasión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera que eso regrese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más solo veo polvo en la distancia&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Ya no puedo vivir  así&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo ese polvo me está asfixiando&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Me preguntaste que si yo creía en el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más creo que tú aun no sabes lo que es&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;El amor no es solo una expresión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es mucho más, que solo llenar tu soledad&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Destrozo mi guitarra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y quemo todos mis poemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero tener nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo tirar el polvo de estás brasas&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;El recuerdo me atormenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero es mejor verlo de frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A siempre cargarlo en mi conciencia&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;El llorar y la soledad me ayudan a pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más estar siempre con ellos puede lastimar mi paz&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Cierra los ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y olvido tu rostro&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;No esperes la señales en el cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actúa ahora o te arrepentirás por siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No existe el destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo nosotros que vivimos ahora&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Por eso toco esta canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Para poder desahogarme y decir adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-8715294509419276?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/8715294509419276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=8715294509419276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/8715294509419276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/8715294509419276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/11/nuevos-comienzos.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Dalia&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SSswt2klqNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KCfDx0nhNp4/s72-c/DALIA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-1255582823379645147</id><published>2008-11-14T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:13:57.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La sombra de la vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SSsm8KMHXnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DZPXrgjQutE/s1600-h/2007_1102fotos_Noviembre20070018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SSsm8KMHXnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DZPXrgjQutE/s320/2007_1102fotos_Noviembre20070018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272350603736473202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Abrázame una vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Y te besare otra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;El amor esta en donde sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Mientras tú así lo prefieras  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Dame un respiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Y dime que me amas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Iré a donde sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Incluso renunciar a Imusae  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;La sombra de la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Ilumina nuestras almas  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;La vida es tan simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Y uno se complica tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Porque no solo disfrutar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Cada momento que nos regala  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Las voces de mis amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Se pierden en el viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Estoy en la gran piedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Que yo mismo e ido construyendo   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;La sombra de la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Ilumina nuestras almas  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Nadie me ayudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Solo ustedes mis amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;En este camino que cruzo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Para llegar a ser, quien soy ahora  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Existira la triztesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;En momentos de la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Pero por ahora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Me siento bendecido  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;La vida se siente bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Solo si tú así lo prefieres  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-1255582823379645147?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/1255582823379645147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=1255582823379645147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1255582823379645147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1255582823379645147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/11/habr-los-ojos-y-comienza-pensar-ve-lo.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot; lang=&quot;ES&quot;&gt;La sombra de la vida&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SSsm8KMHXnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/DZPXrgjQutE/s72-c/2007_1102fotos_Noviembre20070018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-536489384112137107</id><published>2008-11-13T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:11:59.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRx6i-P9-FI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AEaMAWwWjfw/s1600-h/2008_0106Diciembre20070150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRx6i-P9-FI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AEaMAWwWjfw/s320/2008_0106Diciembre20070150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268220405360752722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;w:browserlevel style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me alejo de mi pueblo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/w:browserlevel&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;Para llegar a&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;mi escondite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;w:browserlevel style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/w:browserlevel&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se encuentra bajo un viejo puente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde el rio cruza hacia el oeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empieza a oscurecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no tengo ganas de volver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enciendo ujna fogata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y dejo que las bestias me acompañen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La noche es algo fria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero a mi no me incomoda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque es en este sitio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En donde me siento mas seguro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis fasntasias se liberan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y mis dos personalidades pelean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es un conflicto constante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por tener el control de mi alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es como si no existiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin importar que tan fuerte grite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y lo mas triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es que nadie sabe quien soy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ángel oscuro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creado por mis cenizas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres tan bello&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y a la vez tan misterioso y oscuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu y yo somos diferentes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero las personas creen que somos el mismo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es por eso que cuando se acercan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo se fijan en la carne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;w:browserlevel&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;/w:browserlevel&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-536489384112137107?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/536489384112137107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=536489384112137107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/536489384112137107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/536489384112137107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/11/contigo.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Contigo&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRx6i-P9-FI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AEaMAWwWjfw/s72-c/2008_0106Diciembre20070150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-4404793121168154136</id><published>2008-11-13T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:14:39.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Libertad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRxsPjau5jI/AAAAAAAAAFk/c8Z4MBR3aDg/s1600-h/Libertad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRxsPjau5jI/AAAAAAAAAFk/c8Z4MBR3aDg/s320/Libertad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268204678577841714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Un poco de libertad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Para poder sentir mi cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madre por favor no me entierres aun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Déjame al menos conocer la luz&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Señor vidrio no se moleste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Esta noche estaré con su hija&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mantén una vela esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pero no creo volver este año&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Quizás no sea el tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pero se que un día regresare&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Dale la vuelta al aro de fuego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Brinca una y otra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Como las ranas al volver al estanque&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Enséñame a creer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Enséñame a ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;No te preocupes por mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Solo soy un pequeño hombre&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Del dolor surge el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Todo el día peleas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Amada mía no me esperes esta noche&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;No me entierres boca abajo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ni me pongas piedras encima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Solo dame un lugar en la tierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Y déjame dar vida nuevamente&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Estrellas perdidas de autlan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Por favor díganme donde están&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Estoy tan roto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Entre estas cuatro paredes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Que ya solo pienso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Que nada tiene sentido&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rompe mi coraza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Y entra a rescata mi alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-4404793121168154136?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/4404793121168154136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=4404793121168154136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/4404793121168154136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/4404793121168154136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/11/libertad.html' title='Libertad'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRxsPjau5jI/AAAAAAAAAFk/c8Z4MBR3aDg/s72-c/Libertad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-7908102481448088503</id><published>2008-11-12T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T14:53:09.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hombre Grillo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hombre Grillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Con piel artificial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Filmas todo el día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperando ganarte la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda la noche bailando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con la misma melodía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por una vez entiende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;El festival de la ocasión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque el querer hacer lo que quieres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;No siempre es la mejor opción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofrece tu pasión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Y la venderé al mejor postor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obesas fornicando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás no sea la gran novedad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero filmar como te desoyas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás les pueda interesar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algún día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deberías descansar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tu demencia será tanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que veras al excremento como un dulce pan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filma y teme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven y duerme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero te ruego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca sueñes conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-7908102481448088503?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/7908102481448088503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=7908102481448088503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/7908102481448088503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/7908102481448088503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/11/hombre-grillo.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;Hombre Grillo&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-1785517350602884175</id><published>2008-07-04T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T14:10:59.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotografía</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Mira esta fotografía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Me trae tan gratos recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Esta es con mis amigos en la escuela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Riendo y posando para ser inmortalizados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Aquí no hay nada nuevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Solo una caja de recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Años gloriosos que se alejan cada vez más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Pero que siempre estarán presentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Cada vez que los recuerde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Es tan triste decir adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Pero hay que aprender a decir adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Al igual que esta otra foto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;En donde recuerdo a un viejo amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Puedo escuchar la radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Y cada canción me recuerda algo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Un viaje a alguna parte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;O una fiesta que compartí con alguien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Aquí no hay nada nuevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Solo una caja de recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Años gloriosos que nunca regresaran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Pero que siempre vivirán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Cada vez que los recuerde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Mira esta fotografía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Fue hace unos días&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Veo como e cambiado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Si la comparo con otra de hace años&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Es tan triste decir adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Pero hay que aprender a decir adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Estas fotos es el único legado que dejamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Pero al igual que todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; en la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;no seran mas que puras cenizas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-1785517350602884175?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/1785517350602884175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=1785517350602884175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1785517350602884175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1785517350602884175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/07/fotografa.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;Fotografía&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-1975102567749054661</id><published>2008-07-04T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:18:00.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promesas Ahogadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;La lluvia es tan buena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Como la bestia que me alberga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Todo por un beso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Todo por querer estar completo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Promesas ahogadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;En un baso con agua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Un lápiz sin dueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;De varios dibujos neutros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me sumerjo en la alberca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Buscando la armonía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Al fin de cuentas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Es en donde surge la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Esta guitarra rota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Que toca en la rotonda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;De una estrella que se pierde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Y aun escucho la nota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;El tiempo me dio una tajada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;El día que yo nací&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Le gusto tanto mi sabor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Que desde entonces me persigue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Para poderme devorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Soy tan solo una existencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;En donde habitan las células de mis antecesores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Vivo una obsesión que se refuerza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Con el eco de muertos que me llaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A cometer el suicidio que me tortura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Muerte mía presencia sin figura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;En mi mente te llevo sumergida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Porque formas el goce de mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Que de gota en gota bebe mi existencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRINUK6YZxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/stPrGcL8Ew4/s1600-h/2008_1117Salidas_Junio_20080513+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRINUK6YZxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/stPrGcL8Ew4/s320/2008_1117Salidas_Junio_20080513+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265285554527299346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-1975102567749054661?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/1975102567749054661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=1975102567749054661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1975102567749054661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1975102567749054661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/07/promesas-ahogadas.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 204, 204);&quot;&gt;Promesas Ahogadas&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRINUK6YZxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/stPrGcL8Ew4/s72-c/2008_1117Salidas_Junio_20080513+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-2898210889431645403</id><published>2008-07-04T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:39:48.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella me odia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;En la escuela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conocí a una hermosa mujer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Su cabello no es muy largo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero huele a cerezas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tiene una mirada que vuelve loco a cualquiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Podría decir que es la chica de mis sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me doy un buen baño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y me arreglo como todo un don juan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Podría decir que todo es perfecto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;De no ser por un pequeño imperfecto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ella me odia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maldita sea mi suerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ella me odia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y yo estoy loco por ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yo jure nunca caer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;En estas cursilerías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero sencillamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esto no se puede evitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;En el camión  o en los pasillos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No hago más que pensar en ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siempre que me la topo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intento ser agradable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero al parecer eso no parece atraerle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Su sonrisa es tan hermosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuando esta con sus amigas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero al mirarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cambia a la de una asesina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ideo planes y hago cualquier estupidez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Todo tan solo para llamar su atención&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ella se detiene y me mira fijamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero en lugar de una sonrisa solo recibo una bofetada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ella me odia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maldita sea mi suerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ella me odia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y yo estoy loco por ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Al final del día ella se me acerca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me mira y me dice que soy un testarudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Son los momentos en que ella me sonríe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y se aleja giñándome el ojo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yo se que podría ser la reina de mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pero seria mas fácil si no me dejara a diario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Con una bolsa de hielos en la cara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-2898210889431645403?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/2898210889431645403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=2898210889431645403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/2898210889431645403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/2898210889431645403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/07/ella-me-odia_04.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 255, 153);&quot;&gt;Ella me odia&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-3054820510603214022</id><published>2008-07-04T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:56:59.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fugitivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;El ojo de Ra me atormenta diariamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Viviendo en desconfianza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;desde que él quemo mis pupilas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Todos son tan hipócritas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Que solo así son aceptados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Solo les importa lo superficial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aunque yo busque algo más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Las ataduras de mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hacen que sienta miedo al exterior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Encadenan mi alma con tantas mentiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;que ahora solo veo con su estrecha vista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Este día e decidido correr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Me iré tan lejos, que no sabré ni donde estaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Solo rompo estas cadenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Y corro hasta desgarrarme las piernas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Escuchar el grito después del shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tomare mi vida y escapare lejos de esta mentira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Las personas tratan de detenerme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Intentando todo para lavarme la mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pero yo soy un fugitivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Y no me detendré hasta ser libre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;No importa lo que diga el mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yo nunca me detendré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Y aunque trates de alcanzarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yo siempre correré más rápido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Debo alejarme para poder sanar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Debo estar lejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Para poderme ayudar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Es por eso que soy un fugitivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Siempre corriendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Para volver a ser yo mismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tú crees que me puedes alcanzar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pero corro tan rápido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Que ni mi sombra me alcanza a tocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ra esta furioso por desertar del destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pero yo no creo que ese sea mi camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Amada luna que siempre me proteges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Concédeme otra noche para correr libremente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Escucha el grito después del shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Y quizás signifique que todo termino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pero por ahora corro y no me detendre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;No hasta estar lejos de todo lo que enferma mi alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nunca más estaré prisionero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;En esa pequeña celda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;En donde no puedo verme a mi mismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRIhiNWAYFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ut6Xdr9q8UY/s1600-h/2008_1020Fin_Mayo_20080159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRIhiNWAYFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ut6Xdr9q8UY/s320/2008_1020Fin_Mayo_20080159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265307785930760274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-3054820510603214022?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRIhiNWAYFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ut6Xdr9q8UY/s72-c/2008_1020Fin_Mayo_20080159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-795434143865930013</id><published>2008-07-04T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:33:43.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Señor vidrio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Señor vidrio nunca quieres salir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Te escondes en tu mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;No sales ni por un segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Todo el día y toda la noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Solo vez la luz de tu tele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Estas echado sin hacer nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Solo esperando que el viento pase por un lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Algún día te sentirás arrepentido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Todo por no dejar que te toque el viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;El bebe juega en el suelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Mira bien cuando se lastima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Quizás llore por un momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Pero después se levanta y sigue su vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Señor vidrio vamos a salir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;No entiendes que la  vida se va rápido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Construyes un muro para que nadie entre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Y esperas que el viento nunca te toque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Deja tus miedos y sal de la paja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;No eres de vidrio y nadie es perfecto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Como la perla hundida en un viejo molusco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Entre baba y hedor se va  perfeccionando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Solo deja que sople el viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Siéntelo y se parte de la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRIRIBm9OUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n3Kl4nWTVrU/s1600-h/2008_0106Diciembre20070119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRIRIBm9OUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n3Kl4nWTVrU/s320/2008_0106Diciembre20070119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265289743917988162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-795434143865930013?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/795434143865930013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=795434143865930013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/795434143865930013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/795434143865930013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/07/seor-vidrio.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 153);&quot;&gt;Señor vidrio&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRIRIBm9OUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n3Kl4nWTVrU/s72-c/2008_0106Diciembre20070119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-1324787572492640399</id><published>2008-07-03T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:03:46.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida Gorda</title><content type='html'>Baila sensualmente &lt;br /&gt;Presume esas curvas  &lt;br /&gt;Que con tanto trabajo moldeaste    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No han nada como la vida gorda &lt;br /&gt;Saben que lo que vale esta en su corazón    &lt;br /&gt;Tú sabes que puedes satisfacer a quien sea &lt;br /&gt;Porque sabes que ellos tienen mucho de donde agarrar    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres un joven gordo &lt;br /&gt;Y eso te hace un galán&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En un mundo de dietas &lt;br /&gt;En donde solo piensan en su imagen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡¡¡Hey gente gorda!!! &lt;br /&gt;Que les preocupa en la vida    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come los tacos que quieras &lt;br /&gt;Disfruta el pozole con tu salsa habanera &lt;br /&gt;Nunca te importa lo que los demás piensen&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que lo que vale esta en tu gran corazón&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-1324787572492640399?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/1324787572492640399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=1324787572492640399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1324787572492640399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1324787572492640399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/07/vida-gorda.html' title='Vida Gorda'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-5416327443153399155</id><published>2008-07-03T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:02:44.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Que día es hoy?</title><content type='html'>¿Que día es hoy?&lt;br /&gt;No recuerdo cuando fue la ultima vez&lt;br /&gt;trato de despertar&lt;br /&gt;pero no se si sueño una vez mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedo ver tu rostro&lt;br /&gt;El cual quisiera poder tocar&lt;br /&gt;pero el sueño me traiciona&lt;br /&gt;Cuando trato de besarte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pienso rendirme&lt;br /&gt;Debo decir lo que siento&lt;br /&gt;Porque me aterra abrir los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Para no volver a encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Que día es hoy?&lt;br /&gt;No recuerdo nada&lt;br /&gt;Desde quei el reloj dejo de sonar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRMiyuME7YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/s-QJ1Vey_qs/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRMiyuME7YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/s-QJ1Vey_qs/s320/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265590644113730946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-5416327443153399155?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/5416327443153399155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=5416327443153399155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/5416327443153399155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/5416327443153399155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/07/que-da-es-hoy.html' title='¿Que día es hoy?'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SRMiyuME7YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/s-QJ1Vey_qs/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-5003018919468211866</id><published>2008-07-03T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:00:08.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuando ella sonríe </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Esta es la historia de una chica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Que siempre lucha en la vida  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dice nunca necesitar de nadie  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pero al verla en las fotos  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ella  siempre  se ve triste     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sus sarcasmos son tan comunes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Y el pelear parece su fuerte  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pero si le hablas de amor  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ella no sabe que responder     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ella siempre esta con su maleta  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yendo de un lugar a otro  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Vive de lo que le da la vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Quizás por eso esta siempre descalza     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Esta es la historia de una pequeña niña  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Que siempre lucha en la vida  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ella  siempre  se ve triste en las fotografías  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Y es por eso me alegro tanto  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cuando veo que ella sonríe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-5003018919468211866?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/5003018919468211866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=5003018919468211866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/5003018919468211866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/5003018919468211866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/07/cuando-ella-sonre.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 51);&quot;&gt;Cuando ella sonríe &lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-7551836775425828202</id><published>2008-07-03T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:22:39.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un paseo tranquilo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me fumo un porro antes de salir  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tomo la bicicleta  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Y paseo por ahí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;El camino es lento y lleno de colores  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Puedo inhalar algo   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Para encontrarme a kaliman     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me siento tan poderoso  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Y a la vez tan Imbecil  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que cuando caigo en el pavimento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Me río de cómo me desangro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-7551836775425828202?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/7551836775425828202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=7551836775425828202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/7551836775425828202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/7551836775425828202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/07/el-paseo-feliz.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;Un paseo tranquilo&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-4283790690104712309</id><published>2008-07-03T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:43:17.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un cigarrillo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Un cigarrillo para entrar en calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Es tan sexy cuando usa el medallón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Las luces rojas la hacen ver sensual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Deseo quedarme hasta no despertar jamás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Ella conoce todos mis secretos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Es la única a quien permití verlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Ella me mira con la misma pena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Le gusta experimentar con cualquier anfetamina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Trabajadora de la noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;En las calles sin nombre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;¿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Dejarías este mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Para empezar otro juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Sabemos que nunca lo haremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Pero siempre nos gusta mencionarlo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;La sociedad nos engrapa con nuestros roles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Y no nos deja escoger libremente&lt;br /&gt;Pero al menos podemos fugarnos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Y ser libres aun que sea un rato&lt;br /&gt;En es&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7W9vysOCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nXKbh3cB3ps/s1600-h/2008_0101Underground_Ago20080045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7W9vysOCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nXKbh3cB3ps/s320/2008_0101Underground_Ago20080045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246366972222650402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;te cuarto con aroma a cigarro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-4283790690104712309?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/4283790690104712309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=4283790690104712309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/4283790690104712309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/4283790690104712309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/07/un-cigarrillo-para-entrar-en-calor-es.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;Un cigarrillo&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7W9vysOCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/nXKbh3cB3ps/s72-c/2008_0101Underground_Ago20080045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-5838854180395775240</id><published>2008-06-16T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:18:18.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Para que esperar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SR3OpYyiAxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jZ3D2ES7ePA/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SR3OpYyiAxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jZ3D2ES7ePA/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268594349517701906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy feliz&lt;br /&gt;Por estar con mis amigos&lt;br /&gt;Reimos tanto&lt;br /&gt;Que sera triste cuando me tenga que marchar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no temo a nada&lt;br /&gt;Enciendo unas velas y camino a mi casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los pasillos son estrechos&lt;br /&gt;Y los demonios me estan siguiendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo necesito de una bala&lt;br /&gt;Pero sin ella solo queda la azotea&lt;br /&gt;Admito que dudo en momentos&lt;br /&gt;Porque veo a unos angeles llorando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya he llegado hasta aqui&lt;br /&gt;De modo que solo lo hare rapido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo quiero ver a Dios un momento&lt;br /&gt;Despues no me interesa desaparecer&lt;br /&gt;nada me satisface&lt;br /&gt;de modo que para que esperar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-5838854180395775240?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/5838854180395775240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=5838854180395775240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/5838854180395775240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/5838854180395775240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/06/para-que-esperar.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color:#336666;&quot;&gt;Para que esperar&lt;/span style&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SR3OpYyiAxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jZ3D2ES7ePA/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-8274713254940988249</id><published>2008-06-13T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:07:47.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi mejor amiga</title><content type='html'>Yo estoy en una taberna con mi mejor amiga&lt;br /&gt;Ella esta sola y se siente deprimida&lt;br /&gt;Sus alas son débiles y se caen con la brisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella nació&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el tiempo empezó&lt;br /&gt;Y daría lo que fuera&lt;br /&gt;Por que llegue el final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos corren al verla&lt;br /&gt;Solo le sonríen los que se sienten olvidados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me toma fuerte con sus débiles manos&lt;br /&gt;Diciéndome lo sola que se siente&lt;br /&gt;Yo espero que el juicio llegue y la libere&lt;br /&gt;Pero por ahora solo puedo invitarle otro trago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella sabe que es mi mejor amiga&lt;br /&gt;Y debe saber que sus actos traen la nueva vida&lt;br /&gt;Ella espera estar siempre conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Al menos antes de que sea mi tiempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFaC5By7qFI/AAAAAAAAACg/7zHY3NOumR8/s1600-h/Licoreria_San_sebastian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212497534974142546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFaC5By7qFI/AAAAAAAAACg/7zHY3NOumR8/s320/Licoreria_San_sebastian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-8274713254940988249?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/8274713254940988249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=8274713254940988249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/8274713254940988249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/8274713254940988249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/06/mi-mejor-amiga.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color:#999900;&quot;&gt;Mi mejor amiga&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFaC5By7qFI/AAAAAAAAACg/7zHY3NOumR8/s72-c/Licoreria_San_sebastian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-8294256076889801245</id><published>2008-06-13T10:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:45:27.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cenizas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;En los campos crecí&lt;br /&gt;A tu lado como el maíz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor amor mío&lt;br /&gt;Deja una luz encendida&lt;br /&gt;Que la noche es eterna&lt;br /&gt;Y me confunde con su belleza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julieta no me olvides&lt;br /&gt;Julieta debo seguir mi camino&lt;br /&gt;Pero no temas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pues aun conservo tus cenizas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que arrastre los huesos de ataya&lt;br /&gt;Para comer la carne de su carne&lt;br /&gt;Y así poder ser uno contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus cenizas las esparcí en nuestro campo&lt;br /&gt;Ese lugar en que ambos nos conocimos&lt;br /&gt;Y un lugar en donde nos volveremos a encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Pero mientras tanto descansa en paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFfwOmoJGMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lbFJ5q4x0UI/s1600-h/96916716_5d5213b4cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212899227382388930" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFfwOmoJGMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lbFJ5q4x0UI/s320/96916716_5d5213b4cd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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style=&quot;color:#6600cc;&quot;&gt;Cenizas&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFfwOmoJGMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lbFJ5q4x0UI/s72-c/96916716_5d5213b4cd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-6345224741052262915</id><published>2008-06-13T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:16:41.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Control</title><content type='html'>El llevo a su hijo al bosque&lt;br /&gt;Esperando enmendar sus errores&lt;br /&gt;Un padre siempre jura ser mejor&lt;br /&gt;Pero siempre cae en el mismo error&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A el le aterraba no tener el control&lt;br /&gt;Fue el miedo que su padre le inculco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El detestaba el trato que recibió de su padre&lt;br /&gt;Y sin embargo&lt;br /&gt;El ahora es la sombra de lo que mas odiaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su padre murió en aquel bosque&lt;br /&gt;Sólo, con la cosecha que el mismo sembró&lt;br /&gt;Pero eso fue hace ya tanto tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Que ya nadie lo recuerda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora los enemigos se ven otra vez&lt;br /&gt;Cara a cara&lt;br /&gt;Esperando ver quien tuvo la razón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más años se van agregando&lt;br /&gt;Desde que ambos dejaron este mundo&lt;br /&gt;El hijo ya es padre&lt;br /&gt;Y lleva a su primogénito al mismo lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los enemigos una vez más se encuentran&lt;br /&gt;Cara a cara&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo esperando&lt;br /&gt;Recibir su frustrada respuesta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora yo les pregunto&lt;br /&gt;¿Alguno tuvo el control?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quien tiene la razón?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué desquitar nuestro odio con los que realmente nos aman?&lt;br /&gt;A alguien le interesa tener el control&lt;br /&gt;Francamente a mi no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFfU7Ux8rTI/AAAAAAAAADI/dZdXB56ozjA/s1600-h/campo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212869209360215346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFfU7Ux8rTI/AAAAAAAAADI/dZdXB56ozjA/s320/campo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-6345224741052262915?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/6345224741052262915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=6345224741052262915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/6345224741052262915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/6345224741052262915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/06/control.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;Control&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFfU7Ux8rTI/AAAAAAAAADI/dZdXB56ozjA/s72-c/campo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-1592583181411279513</id><published>2008-06-13T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:15:53.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hermano mío</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Acaso no crees en lo que no puedes ver&lt;br /&gt;Algo cambia en tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Por favor deja de hablar&lt;br /&gt;Y empieza a escuchar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un enorme perro&lt;br /&gt;Choco contra mi auto&lt;br /&gt;Pude verlo bien&lt;br /&gt;El quería que lo arrollara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paro mi mundo y me acercó a el&lt;br /&gt;Se retuerce en el pavimento&lt;br /&gt;Pero veo en sus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Que esta feliz por ello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sufre bien&lt;br /&gt;Hermano mío&lt;br /&gt;Que la muerte ya viene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas tan asqueado&lt;br /&gt;De ser un bastardo&lt;br /&gt;Viviendo con hambre&lt;br /&gt;Y olfateando substancias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ángel negro&lt;br /&gt;Creado por mis cenizas&lt;br /&gt;Pertúrbame un momento&lt;br /&gt;En el cuarto negro en donde saben mi nombre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sufre bien&lt;br /&gt;Hermano mío&lt;br /&gt;Que la muerte llega&lt;br /&gt;Y trae la cura de todo mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFaRnSRmP5I/AAAAAAAAACw/jf7PFS4Y7WY/s1600-h/mio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212513722834501522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFaRnSRmP5I/AAAAAAAAACw/jf7PFS4Y7WY/s320/mio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-1592583181411279513?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/1592583181411279513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=1592583181411279513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1592583181411279513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/1592583181411279513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/06/hermano-mo.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;Hermano mío&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFaRnSRmP5I/AAAAAAAAACw/jf7PFS4Y7WY/s72-c/mio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-4153160755311504789</id><published>2008-06-10T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:43:42.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conformista</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yo veía al anticristo&lt;br /&gt;Y me drogaba cada que podía&lt;br /&gt;Salir a la calle a pistear con mis compás&lt;br /&gt;Y ya todo loco ir a madrear unos EMOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si alguien me pregunta el por qué&lt;br /&gt;La verdad no la se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo tan solo pienso&lt;br /&gt;En nuevas drogas por probar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conformismo para ti y para todos&lt;br /&gt;El bombardeo de los medios&lt;br /&gt;Me hacen cargar siempre un cuchillo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La moda de ahora es ser rebelde&lt;br /&gt;Pintándose de rosita y actuando como en las novelas&lt;br /&gt;Los tatuajes y persins&lt;br /&gt;Ya son parte del conformismo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefiero drogarme&lt;br /&gt;O pistear con mis compás&lt;br /&gt;Al final de cuentas&lt;br /&gt;Puedo ser yo mismo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divirtámonos en las calles&lt;br /&gt;Que mis jefes nunca están en casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si falta dinero&lt;br /&gt;Puedo robárselo a mis jefes&lt;br /&gt;Aquí lo importante es tener para alocarse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grafitemos patrullas&lt;br /&gt;Y destrozamos cuanto podamos&lt;br /&gt;Si nos meten a bote&lt;br /&gt;Quizás salgamos en la tele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mi me da igual&lt;br /&gt;Estar dentro u afuera&lt;br /&gt;Aquí en la cárcel aprendo mas&lt;br /&gt;Que en las de gobierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesito estar loco&lt;br /&gt;Pero ya no tengo plata&lt;br /&gt;haré lo que sea&lt;br /&gt;Incluso convertirme en su zorra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que&lt;br /&gt;quien da el mejor precio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veo pornografía&lt;br /&gt;me masturbo todo el día&lt;br /&gt;Si estoy aburrido&lt;br /&gt;Salgo a madrearme unos EMOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y si alguien me pregunta&lt;br /&gt;diré que es la moda&lt;br /&gt;aunque pensándolo bien&lt;br /&gt;que me importa lo que opinen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás haya una razón para todo&lt;br /&gt;Pero a mi simplemente&lt;br /&gt;Ya no me importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nunca mas tendrán control sobre mi&lt;br /&gt;pues me he convertido en un conformista de mierda&lt;br /&gt;vivimos en una mentira&lt;br /&gt;y haré cualquier cosa&lt;br /&gt;Que destruya mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFZ6BSCfJPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EDlkPd7IdIk/s1600-h/conformista.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212487781168653554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFZ6BSCfJPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EDlkPd7IdIk/s320/conformista.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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style=&quot;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;Conformista&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFZ6BSCfJPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EDlkPd7IdIk/s72-c/conformista.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-3204382281130958922</id><published>2008-06-10T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:05:04.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No hay futuro</title><content type='html'>Dios salve al gobierno&lt;br /&gt;Fascistas de mierda&lt;br /&gt;El pueblo muere de habré&lt;br /&gt;Mientras ellos se ponen marranos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Dios bendiga al gobierno&lt;br /&gt;Que ni siquiera son humanos&lt;br /&gt;Dejando dudoso&lt;br /&gt;Al sueño latino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor tengo mucho dolor&lt;br /&gt;Pero la fila es larga en el seguro social&lt;br /&gt;No tengo dinero ni un buen futuro&lt;br /&gt;Incluso el futuro es dudoso para usted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dios salve al gobierno&lt;br /&gt;El turismo es una mina&lt;br /&gt;debemos tratarlos como dioses&lt;br /&gt;Para que ellos nos den algo de plata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debemos aprender su lengua&lt;br /&gt;Para que ellos se sientan como en casa&lt;br /&gt;Pero si viajamos a su tierra&lt;br /&gt;Nos desprecian por no hablar su lengua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con un futuro dudoso&lt;br /&gt;Todos están emigrando&lt;br /&gt;Exponiéndose a ser baleados &lt;br /&gt;Al cruzar la frontera&lt;br /&gt;Pero mejor callemos&lt;br /&gt;Porque somos igual en la nuestra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dios salve al gobierno&lt;br /&gt;Fascistas de mierda&lt;br /&gt;Honor y gloria a la miseria&lt;br /&gt;Que dios los bendiga a todos ellos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay futuro para ti&lt;br /&gt;No hay futuro para mi&lt;br /&gt;No hay futuro para nadie&lt;br /&gt;En esta tierra controlada por narcos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-3204382281130958922?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/3204382281130958922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=3204382281130958922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/3204382281130958922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/3204382281130958922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-hay-futuro.html' title='No hay futuro'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-4565906626508380639</id><published>2008-06-10T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:11:39.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Instrumento</title><content type='html'>Ven conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Y siéntate en mi mesa&lt;br /&gt;Así es mi amigo&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que siempre seras bienvenido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy un instrumento&lt;br /&gt;Soy tan solo un instrumento&lt;br /&gt;Descarga tu ira&lt;br /&gt;Para que puedas sentirte aliviado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rómpeme los huesos&lt;br /&gt;Pon de tu mierda en mi cara&lt;br /&gt;A fin de cuentas&lt;br /&gt;Imusae vive en mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así es mi buen amigo&lt;br /&gt;Ven y siéntate conmigo&lt;br /&gt;El arma la he dejado en casa&lt;br /&gt;De ahí solo necesito una bala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy un instrumento&lt;br /&gt;Soy tan solo un instrumento&lt;br /&gt;Siempre ha sido así&lt;br /&gt;Al menos desde que tengo memoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca te abandonare&lt;br /&gt;Ni tampoco te traicionare&lt;br /&gt;Saben que siempre puedes confiar en mí&lt;br /&gt;Esa bala no la guardo para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFaKM8PyztI/AAAAAAAAACo/mSHwrQFWbJc/s1600-h/guns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212505573663362770" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFaKM8PyztI/AAAAAAAAACo/mSHwrQFWbJc/s320/guns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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style=&quot;color:#33ccff;&quot;&gt;Instrumento&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFaKM8PyztI/AAAAAAAAACo/mSHwrQFWbJc/s72-c/guns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-2393230903595280882</id><published>2008-06-10T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:27:02.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todo el tiempo</title><content type='html'>Tú necesitas de un buen amigo&lt;br /&gt;Que este contigo y te sepa escuchar&lt;br /&gt;Tú piensas que tan solo te acoso&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo cierto es que me preocupo mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú puedes odiarme todo el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Pero no niegues&lt;br /&gt;Que siempre te sientas a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo necesito de una amiga&lt;br /&gt;Que este a mi lado y me sepa escuchar&lt;br /&gt;Puedo marcarte todo el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Y tú siempre me dejaras esperando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre dudas en escuchar lo que sientes&lt;br /&gt;Te preocupa mucho lo que los demás piensen&lt;br /&gt;Se que naciste entre adineraros que te presionan&lt;br /&gt;Pero recuerda que la felicidad, solo tú misma la construyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podría sentarme y tomar un número&lt;br /&gt;Pero prefiero sentarme y sentirme despreocupado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú necesitas de un buen amigo&lt;br /&gt;Que este contigo y te ayude a vivir&lt;br /&gt;Tú piensas que tan solo busco aprovecharme&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo cierto es que solo quiero estar a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú puedes odiarme siempre que trato de ayudarte&lt;br /&gt;Pero no niegues&lt;br /&gt;Que siempre te acuestas a mi lado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-2393230903595280882?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/2393230903595280882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=2393230903595280882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/2393230903595280882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/2393230903595280882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/06/todo-el-tiempo.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;Todo el tiempo&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-1979903780763850392</id><published>2008-05-26T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:24:27.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puerta del mal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFA5mZkl-vI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GQQDJo7D8EE/s1600-h/puerta-del-mal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Todo mundo quieto&lt;br /&gt;Que la gran autoridad habla&lt;br /&gt;Nos miran con desprecio&lt;br /&gt;Porque no pensamos como ellos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos en las aceras&lt;br /&gt;Jugando con las patinetas&lt;br /&gt;Los medios no nos dejan opciones&lt;br /&gt;Solo nos arrebatan la poca inocencia que nos queda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puerta del mal&lt;br /&gt;Déjanos entrar&lt;br /&gt;Abre tus puertas&lt;br /&gt;Y protégenos con tu oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos rechazados&lt;br /&gt;A donde quiera que vayamos&lt;br /&gt;Solo nos queda el parque&lt;br /&gt;En donde esta el bufus de la mota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo esta mal&lt;br /&gt;Pero no hay en quien confiar&lt;br /&gt;La gran autoridad nos detesta&lt;br /&gt;Y sin embargo&lt;br /&gt;Ordena que le sirvamos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por esa razón nos juntamos&lt;br /&gt;Para poder tocar y animarnos&lt;br /&gt;Es mejor que trabajar en negocios foráneos&lt;br /&gt;Vendiendo productos que orinamos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puerta del mal&lt;br /&gt;Déjanos entrar una vez más&lt;br /&gt;Algo esta muy mal&lt;br /&gt;Y no aceptaremos este mundo superficial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFA51In6pAI/AAAAAAAAACA/mraFSN03kYY/s1600-h/puerta-del-mal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210728353878418434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFA51In6pAI/AAAAAAAAACA/mraFSN03kYY/s320/puerta-del-mal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFA5mZkl-vI/AAAAAAAAAB4/GQQDJo7D8EE/s1600-h/puerta-del-mal.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-1979903780763850392?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/1979903780763850392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=1979903780763850392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-4956442602766975208</id><published>2008-04-24T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:30:39.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El secreto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Camino a tu casa&lt;br /&gt;Y antes de que toque a tú puerta&lt;br /&gt;Tú sales y me recibes con todo tu cariño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo más de lo que cualquiera podría desear&lt;br /&gt;Pero a pesar de que tu me amas tanto&lt;br /&gt;Yo no se si te amo igual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres demasiado bella&lt;br /&gt;Eres demasiado amorosa&lt;br /&gt;Eres demasiado perfecta para mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy tan confundido&lt;br /&gt;Y a la vez me doy tanto asco&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tú me das tanto&lt;br /&gt;Y yo pienso así de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos piensan que yo soy fuerte&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo cierto es que soy tan frágil como el cristal&lt;br /&gt;Debo mostrar mi liderazgo al ir cargando con todo&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo cierto es que no siempre&lt;br /&gt;No siempre&lt;br /&gt;Puedo ser el héroe que todos esperan de mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre te estaré cuidando&lt;br /&gt;Siempre te estaré amando&lt;br /&gt;Pero no siempre&lt;br /&gt;No siempre podré ser el héroe que quizás tú esperas de mí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFK8u75418I/AAAAAAAAACI/bRBMCkdgle4/s1600-h/Under.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211435233361582018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFK8u75418I/AAAAAAAAACI/bRBMCkdgle4/s320/Under.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-4956442602766975208?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/4956442602766975208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=4956442602766975208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/4956442602766975208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/4956442602766975208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/el-secreto.html' title='El secreto'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFK8u75418I/AAAAAAAAACI/bRBMCkdgle4/s72-c/Under.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-8284084654491327377</id><published>2008-04-22T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:29:05.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un beso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Empezó como un juego&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora no puedo detenerlo&lt;br /&gt;Esta sensación me lastima&lt;br /&gt;Me asfixia cada vez que te toco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo fue un beso&lt;br /&gt;Un beso que cambio todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy acostado en la cama&lt;br /&gt;Mientras tu te estas arreglando&lt;br /&gt;Me siento tan solo&lt;br /&gt;Cuando escucho la puerta cerrarse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no se que duele mas&lt;br /&gt;Si el verte con el que engañas&lt;br /&gt;O que yo este de cómplice&lt;br /&gt;En este juego de traición&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta sensación me lastima&lt;br /&gt;Me asfixia cada vez que te toco&lt;br /&gt;Pues se que en cada mañana&lt;br /&gt;Estaré  nuevamente solo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que al final todo acabara mal&lt;br /&gt;Pero es el precio que pago&lt;br /&gt;Por seguir en este juego de traición&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El destino nos ha conectado&lt;br /&gt;Pero la realidad nos mantiene separados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-8284084654491327377?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/8284084654491327377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=8284084654491327377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/8284084654491327377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/8284084654491327377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/un-beso.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccffff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#99ffff;&quot;&gt;Un beso'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-8511843631533119688</id><published>2008-04-21T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:07:55.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bajo la cama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;Debajo de la cama en donde todo lo puedo ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí en lo oscuro es donde me siento seguro&lt;br /&gt;Se cuando te acercas por el chasqueo de tus llaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saco mi corazón y lo alejo de ti&lt;br /&gt;Porque cada que lo hieres&lt;br /&gt;Es muy difícil que sane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey espera, yo no estoy conforme&lt;br /&gt;Siempre tolerando todo&lt;br /&gt;Sin ninguna justificación&lt;br /&gt;Hey espera porque e de estar conforme&lt;br /&gt;Si siempre me dañas sin que pueda defender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salgo de mi escondite para ir al otro cuarto&lt;br /&gt;Solo sano el sufrimiento de quien comparte mis heridas&lt;br /&gt;mi labor fue recibir a un pequeño ángel&lt;br /&gt;Mientras ella lo paria a escondidas en su closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siendo tan frágil tan solo me miraba&lt;br /&gt;Mientras yo le cortaba sus alas&lt;br /&gt;Y lo arrojaba al árbol de rotoba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo tantos colgados&lt;br /&gt;Que ya parece un árbol de navidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey espera, yo no estoy conforme&lt;br /&gt;Eternamente tragas la mierda&lt;br /&gt;Que por años dicen que es la verdad&lt;br /&gt;Hey espera, No te sientas conforme&lt;br /&gt;Yo te daré la cura&lt;br /&gt;Para ese cáncer que te devora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy la libertad me invito a ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Pero tengo tanto miedo que no me anime a salir&lt;br /&gt;Preferí quedarme y creer que cambiaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El olor a orina puede ser tan acogedor&lt;br /&gt;Es lo más cercano a un buen recuerdo de mi hogar&lt;br /&gt;Aun ahora no me siento seguro&lt;br /&gt;Es por ello que aun me escondo bajo la cama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey espera, yo no estoy conforme&lt;br /&gt;Escondo las heridas fingiendo que todo esta bien&lt;br /&gt;Hey espera, nunca te sientas conforme&lt;br /&gt;No gastes tu vida esperando que cambie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que es tarde para poder salvar mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Pero prometo dar solución&lt;br /&gt;Al cáncer que invade tu alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo me lo comeré hasta no dejar nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNoJkivv_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IBH4gFxkpDo/s1600-h/Imagen051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193609308925837298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNoJkivv_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IBH4gFxkpDo/s320/Imagen051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-8511843631533119688?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/8511843631533119688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=8511843631533119688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/8511843631533119688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/8511843631533119688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/bajo-la-cama.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;Bajo la cama'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNoJkivv_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IBH4gFxkpDo/s72-c/Imagen051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-82946053747313907</id><published>2008-04-21T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T06:08:37.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Espíritu de la luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Espíritu de la luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Que vives bajo el mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Camino entre las aguas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Esperando tu humildad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Me has quitado todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Hasta no tener quien amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Por eso hoy me sumerjo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Para ahogarme con mis lamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Crees que eres muy viejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Pero el espacio es más viejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Viste a mis ancestros venir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Y veras a mis descendientes partir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Espíritu de la luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Que vives bajo el mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Me atrajiste y sedujiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Pero al final me traicionaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Déjame descansar en los restos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;De aquellos a quien yo ame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Y te devolveré la sangre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Que tu mismo me obsequiaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Te devuelvo este cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Para que se vuelva a cristalizar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Y se pierda en el abismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Y nadie lo vuelva a encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SA3jAUivv6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/aj_5D0zCFAY/s1600-h/Espiritu-de-la-Luna.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SA3jAUivv6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/aj_5D0zCFAY/s1600-h/Espiritu-de-la-Luna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192055540081999778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SA3jAUivv6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/aj_5D0zCFAY/s320/Espiritu-de-la-Luna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SA3jAUivv6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/aj_5D0zCFAY/s1600-h/Espiritu-de-la-Luna.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SA3jAUivv6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/aj_5D0zCFAY/s1600-h/Espiritu-de-la-Luna.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/11977378-82946053747313907?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/82946053747313907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=82946053747313907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/82946053747313907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/82946053747313907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/espritu-de-la-luna.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Espíritu de la luna'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SA3jAUivv6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/aj_5D0zCFAY/s72-c/Espiritu-de-la-Luna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-8918359873248731287</id><published>2008-04-21T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:51:53.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escucha al corazón</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Te vistes de negro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Por buscar una puerta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Fingiendo amar algo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Que sabes que detestas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Juegas al desprecio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Para buscar lo que deseas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Cuestionando tus gustos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Por aclarar tu existencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Abre esa caja de avispas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Para conocer lo que escondes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Y deja sonar esa canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Que grita desde tu interior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Escucha el corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;El te ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Escucha el corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Y déjalo que ame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Solo ven y baila conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;en esta canción de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Nunca trates de esconderte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Sabes que es glorioso tenerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Nunca cambies lo que eres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;O te olvidaras de quién eres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Deja un tiempo para llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Deja un tiempo para olvidar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Pero recuerda que en tu corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Esta siempre lo mejor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Esta parte olvidada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Es una parte vital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Esta alma que te acompaña&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Es la parte que mas te ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Escucha el corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;El te ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Escucha el corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Y déjalo que ame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Solo ven y baila conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;En esta eterna canción de amor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNrNUivwDI/AAAAAAAAABw/UGZggYl7g3E/s1600-h/2008_0102Febrero_20080021.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/11977378-8918359873248731287?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/8918359873248731287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=8918359873248731287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/8918359873248731287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/8918359873248731287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/escucha-al-corazn.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 153, 51);&quot;&gt;Escucha al corazón'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-6503417687109986864</id><published>2008-04-21T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:48:48.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Este amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Estuve muerto hace tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Caminando sin nombre a lo incierto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Siempre me estuve escondiendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Pero ahora me recuesto en tu pecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Mi cuerpo de tierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Fue azotado por el viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Pero tú llegaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Y me armaste nuevamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Este dolor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Esta canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Me deja ver este amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Déjame abrir la puerta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Que me lleva a tu corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Y te agradezco por mostrarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Un lugar en donde estar mejor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;En la tierra desconocida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Pequeño elfo que me guías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Subamos a este gran árbol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Y busquemos lo que amamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Esta casa es oscura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Es también un poco húmeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Pero tú que estas aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Me haces sentir feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Este dolor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Y esta canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Me deja ver este amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Déjame estar en tu hogar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Y déjame llamarle mi hogar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;El secreto de la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Esta en el amor con que me cuidas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNq50ivwCI/AAAAAAAAABo/QTFipCMNZ_4/s1600-h/2007_1028fotos_octubre0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193612336877781026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNq50ivwCI/AAAAAAAAABo/QTFipCMNZ_4/s320/2007_1028fotos_octubre0337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/11977378-6503417687109986864?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/6503417687109986864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=6503417687109986864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/6503417687109986864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/6503417687109986864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/este-amor.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 153, 51);&quot;&gt;Este amor'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNq50ivwCI/AAAAAAAAABo/QTFipCMNZ_4/s72-c/2007_1028fotos_octubre0337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-2044139296160810520</id><published>2008-04-21T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:38:05.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En la lluvia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Yo nunca he pedido nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Cuando caminabas bajo el agua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Pero en estos días extraños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;No me siento de buena gana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Madre solías decir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Que si al viento escuchaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Él me diría secretos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Que solo tú y yo sabremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Pero ahora aquí estoy en la lluvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Tan fría y ácida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;En esta casa de piedras oscuras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Es en esta lluvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;En donde las palomas se acumulan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Pudriéndose entre huesos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;De las canteras de mis hijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Las lágrimas del sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;No alcanzaron a sanarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Y ahora estoy solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;En esta casa de vicios carnales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Los hombres de sotana negra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Observan a los cegados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Ponen cal en sus ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Y empalan a los que saben de más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Pero ahora aquí estoy en la lluvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Tan sólo escoltando tu cama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Viendo como la llevan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Al lugar a donde todos descansan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Mi corazón está destrozado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Pero por una extraña razón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Me siento en paz con mi alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/2044139296160810520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/2044139296160810520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/en-la-lluvia.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 204, 102);&quot;&gt;En la lluvia'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNlsUivv8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/gpn63aaYWpM/s72-c/2007_1119viaje_a_Leon_GJT20070217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-4437755370103657889</id><published>2008-04-21T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:39:10.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depresión</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;La depresión nos persigue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;La depresión nos asfixia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Es como un día negro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Sin un mejor atuendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Con esta depresión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;No tengo ganas de salir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Con esta sensación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Tan solo quiero dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Somos bastantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;E incluso sobrantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Pero a pesar de ser tantos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Deseamos nunca hablarnos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Siempre la misma soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Aunque la gente no te deja escuchar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Quizás debas huir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Para que el silencio vuelva a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Esta noche tus besos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Serán fríos como las nieve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Y tus abrazos dolorosos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Como vidrios punzantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Este es el tiempo oscuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;En que todos nos despreciamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Caminando sin destinos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Y esperando un mejor año&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Aunque termine septiembre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Y no se lleve la tristeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Recuerda que las lluvias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Volverán para alegrarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Mantente abrazado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Que la soledad nos ha cegado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Y ten cuidado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Que la bestia esta aguardando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Pero por ahora no me hables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Ni tampoco me extrañes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Que este es el tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;Para estar deprimido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNonkivwAI/AAAAAAAAABY/HEsyD9_KsbE/s1600-h/Imagen032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193609824321912834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNonkivwAI/AAAAAAAAABY/HEsyD9_KsbE/s320/Imagen032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/11977378-4437755370103657889?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/4437755370103657889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=4437755370103657889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/4437755370103657889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/4437755370103657889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/depresin.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Depresión'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNonkivwAI/AAAAAAAAABY/HEsyD9_KsbE/s72-c/Imagen032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-5561685414380731730</id><published>2008-04-21T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:43:18.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontré la luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Debo hacer un viaje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Debo guiar a mi acompañante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;No sabemos si soñamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;O si tan solo estamos muertos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;En mi ojo veo al pasado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Y en el otro veo el presente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Ambos se acercan y se acoplan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Y no sé cual es el verdadero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Me recuesto a la sombra de un árbol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Y espero escuchar tus cantos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Sé que es el pasado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Pero el recuerdo alivia mis daños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Cierro los ojos y te puedo ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Miro al cielo y regreso a él&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Díganme si estoy despierno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;O si tan solo sigo soñando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Shaman de las montañas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Guía mi camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Me elevo al infinito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Y me extingo en el camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Madre encontré la luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Ahora puedo volver a casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Madre encontré la luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;Ahora puede descansar mi alma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNpnkivwBI/AAAAAAAAABg/L6qaxj1bd5c/s1600-h/2007_1103fotos_Noviembre20070151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193610923833540626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNpnkivwBI/AAAAAAAAABg/L6qaxj1bd5c/s320/2007_1103fotos_Noviembre20070151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/11977378-5561685414380731730?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/5561685414380731730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=5561685414380731730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/5561685414380731730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/5561685414380731730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/encontr-la-luz.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Encontré la luz'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNpnkivwBI/AAAAAAAAABg/L6qaxj1bd5c/s72-c/2007_1103fotos_Noviembre20070151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-5916892320964143901</id><published>2008-04-21T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T12:37:42.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La dama del agua</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;La dama del agua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Esta siempre llorando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ella espera a su amado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A pesar de tener centurias esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Desde que sale el sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hasta que la luna desaparece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Su canto es tan bello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Que ni las sirenas la superan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Los animales del bosque la celan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Y atacan a quien se acerca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;El nahual sabe donde esta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Es el único que la puede escuchar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dama del agua recuerdo tu canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Fue tu obsequio antes de ser desterrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Aun estas triste esperando en este lago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Que ha nacido de las lágrimas que has derramado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Un lugar puro en donde nadie puede entrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Alimentando de sentimientos para aquellos que la beben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dama del agua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Quizás el mundo te ha olvidado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pero sabes que en mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Aun te sigo recordando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-5916892320964143901?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/5916892320964143901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=5916892320964143901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/5916892320964143901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/5916892320964143901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/la-dama-del-agua.html' title='La dama del agua'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-3622031612786173007</id><published>2008-04-21T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T14:10:44.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tan Lejos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;El humo nace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;De un tiempo olvidado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Ante las viejas flamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;De donde tu solo bailas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Los bosques no crecen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Y las ánimas florecen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Están guiando el paso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;A un recuerdo de antaño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Pero estas tan lejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Aun tan lejos de entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Que no puedes verme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Aunque viaje a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Esas facciones en tu cara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Ese aroma que nunca acaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Siempre que duermo te veo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Siempre despierto te sueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Ve a la tierra de los duendes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Y guarda uno en tus dientes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Ve a todos los desiertos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Y cruza para verme en el infierno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Pero aun estas tan lejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Que no puedes entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Que aun te estoy esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;En el amor que hemos creado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFbWsJuMPOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/dBUKXPCuB0o/s1600-h/2007_1020viaje_San_sebastian0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212589672740175074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFbWsJuMPOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/dBUKXPCuB0o/s320/2007_1020viaje_San_sebastian0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SBNmpEivv9I/AAAAAAAAABA/Y5YFqb1cyv8/s1600-h/2007_1119viaje_a_Leon_GJT20070258.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&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/11977378-3622031612786173007?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/3622031612786173007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=3622031612786173007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/3622031612786173007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/3622031612786173007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2008/04/tan-lejos.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 0);&quot;&gt;Tan Lejos'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SFbWsJuMPOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/dBUKXPCuB0o/s72-c/2007_1020viaje_San_sebastian0122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-116632856825875162</id><published>2006-12-16T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:54:19.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arena</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Este tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Esta distancia&lt;br /&gt;Quizás fuiste tú&lt;br /&gt;Quizás fue mi error&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya es muy tarde&lt;br /&gt;Y el tiempo se va&lt;br /&gt;Pero yo siento&lt;br /&gt;Que lo puedo enmendar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo una vez&lt;br /&gt;Solo dame una vez&lt;br /&gt;Puedo cambiar&lt;br /&gt;Se que lo puedo reparar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque se&lt;br /&gt;Que tú lo sabes&lt;br /&gt;Porque se&lt;br /&gt;Que aun me crees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo te amo&lt;br /&gt;Yo te amo realmente&lt;br /&gt;Yo te extraño&lt;br /&gt;Te extraño en donde quiera que este&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedo soñar aunque sea una vez&lt;br /&gt;Que te encuentro y no te vuelvo a abandonar&lt;br /&gt;Solo te encuentro&lt;br /&gt;Y nos volvemos a amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mi mente&lt;br /&gt;Empiezo a recordar&lt;br /&gt;Los errores de este amor&lt;br /&gt;Que se van como la Arena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tengo en mis manos&lt;br /&gt;Y se escurre lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Y no se&lt;br /&gt;Que me quedara al final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo te amo&lt;br /&gt;Yo te amo realmente&lt;br /&gt;Yo te extraño&lt;br /&gt;Te extraño en donde quiera que este&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedo soñar aunque sea una vez&lt;br /&gt;Que te encuentro y no te vuelvo a abandonar&lt;br /&gt;Solo nos miramos&lt;br /&gt;Y nos volvemos a amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img330.imageshack.us/img330/3606/desert3gf7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-116632856825875162?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/116632856825875162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=116632856825875162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/116632856825875162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/116632856825875162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2006/12/arena.html' title='Arena'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-116632765781977554</id><published>2006-12-16T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T15:05:40.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Déjenme solo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mi mama y papa salieron de casa&lt;br /&gt;Y me dejaron solo con el miedo&lt;br /&gt;Entonces el abuelo llega del suelo&lt;br /&gt;Me sujeta y en lo oscuro me suelta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjenme solo&lt;br /&gt;Que quiero ver la luz&lt;br /&gt;Déjenme solo&lt;br /&gt;Que quiero ver la luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy entre mugre y aceites&lt;br /&gt;Un aroma fétido de peste corriente&lt;br /&gt;Un lugar donde se calla un lamento&lt;br /&gt;Un lugar donde como de mi carne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjenme solo&lt;br /&gt;Que quiero ver la luz&lt;br /&gt;Déjenme solo&lt;br /&gt;Que quiero ver la luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ordena que calle cuando debo llorar&lt;br /&gt;Me azota entre sangre de un anteceder&lt;br /&gt;Pido a gritos una explicación&lt;br /&gt;Mata a mis mascotas sin ninguna razón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjenme solo&lt;br /&gt;Que quiero ver la luz&lt;br /&gt;Déjenme solo&lt;br /&gt;Que quiero ver la luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y mientras cae la noche y puedo salir&lt;br /&gt;Mientras tú piensas que puedes dormir&lt;br /&gt;Llego a tus espaldas como una desgracia&lt;br /&gt;Y con una de tus armas cobro mi venganza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjenme solo&lt;br /&gt;Que quiero ver la luz&lt;br /&gt;Déjenme solo&lt;br /&gt;Que quiero ver la luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/4875/soledadlocamt8.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-116632765781977554?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/116632765781977554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=116632765781977554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/116632765781977554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/116632765781977554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2006/12/djenme-solo.html' title='Déjenme solo'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-111643539856661136</id><published>2005-05-18T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T12:26:13.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El colmillo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Es el colmillo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;En el molino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nadie te escucha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Solo susurras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ven a jugar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ven a ganar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pero no pienses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Que iré a resar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Los pájaros callan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Y las nubes se apartan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aquí es donde el tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Devora al silencio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Es el colmillo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;En el molino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nadie te escucha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Solo susurras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nadie hace ruido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ni un zumbido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estoy molestando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estoy esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ven a jugar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ven a ganar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pero no pienses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Que iré a resar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-111643539856661136?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/111643539856661136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=111643539856661136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/111643539856661136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/111643539856661136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2005/05/el-colmillo.html' title='El colmillo'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-111340930240867154</id><published>2005-04-13T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:22:39.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El acto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estoy aquí sentado&lt;br /&gt;Sin dejar nada a cambio&lt;br /&gt;No tengo aspiraciones&lt;br /&gt;No tengo visiones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy aquí encerrado&lt;br /&gt;Dejando la vida pasar&lt;br /&gt;Acompañado de mi perico&lt;br /&gt;Que comparte mi delirio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dice que esta enfadado&lt;br /&gt;Y también muy cansado&lt;br /&gt;Dice que quiere salir&lt;br /&gt;O al menos morir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta arto de ser el acto&lt;br /&gt;Esta cansado de estar ahí encerrado&lt;br /&gt;La gente se queda a verlo&lt;br /&gt;No lo dejan ni un momento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos esperan una gracia&lt;br /&gt;Pero él no le ve la gracia&lt;br /&gt;El esta ahí encerrado&lt;br /&gt;En su pequeña jaula al igual que yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansados de ser el acto&lt;br /&gt;Cansados de ser mandados&lt;br /&gt;Todo por una galleta&lt;br /&gt;Todo por una moneda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img99.echo.cx/img99/1066/perico9qo.jpg" border="0" width="250" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-111340930240867154?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/111340930240867154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=111340930240867154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/111340930240867154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/111340930240867154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2005/04/el-acto_13.html' title='El acto'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-111335562690180077</id><published>2005-04-12T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:26:01.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puedo irme sin decir adiós</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La vida es un destino&lt;br /&gt;Buscar esta en tu camino&lt;br /&gt;El tren viene lejos&lt;br /&gt;Viene por mis pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tres personas me acompañan&lt;br /&gt;Ninguna conoce a mi amigo&lt;br /&gt;Veo mi verdad venir&lt;br /&gt;El tren llega por mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me doy cuenta de la vida&lt;br /&gt;Comprendo el placer de la risa&lt;br /&gt;Todo esto es extraño&lt;br /&gt;Lastima que lo entiendo hasta ahora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veo a la muerte de lejos&lt;br /&gt;El diablo lo acompaña del trecho&lt;br /&gt;Puedo sentir el amor&lt;br /&gt;Puedo irme sin decir adiós&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahí viene la muerte ya&lt;br /&gt;Ahí viene la muerte ya&lt;br /&gt;Ahí viene la muerte ya&lt;br /&gt;Ahí viene la muerte ya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img190.echo.cx/img190/6452/trenes4sz.jpg" width="700" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-111335562690180077?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/111335562690180077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=111335562690180077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;las bestias de lo profundo&lt;br /&gt;iluminan mi mundo&lt;br /&gt;un ejercito aparece&lt;br /&gt;un ser emerge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;despues de 6, 000 años &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;el a regresado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;su culto es profesado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;su retorno es un clamo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Samael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dios del horror &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;samael &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dios del dolor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caido en el mundo&lt;br /&gt;por querer ser un dios&lt;br /&gt;samael dio a parar&lt;br /&gt;en los mundos de Satan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despues de 6, 000 años&lt;br /&gt;el a regresado&lt;br /&gt;su culto es profesado&lt;br /&gt;su retorno es un clamo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samael&lt;br /&gt;Dios del horror&lt;br /&gt;samael&lt;br /&gt;Dios del dolor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2005/04/samael.html' title='Samael'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11977378.post-111292189916006371</id><published>2005-04-07T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T12:19:40.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la caida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;En nuestro mundo moderno el fin esta cayendo.&lt;br /&gt;uno cree saberlo todo&lt;br /&gt;pero nadie sabe ser un todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivimos en un mundo frio y a su ves corrosivo pues mientras mas lo vivimos mas nos morimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;las personas aqui yacen en este valle de drenages&lt;br /&gt;el pilar del mundo a caido&lt;br /&gt;el Guia de nuestro mundo se a ido&lt;br /&gt;ahora un nuevo sello esta por romperse, las profesias una ves mas estan por cumplirse.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque la pregunta es&lt;br /&gt;de que lado estaras cuando pase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img160.exs.cx/img160/1671/histweave2kn.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-111292189916006371?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/111292189916006371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Soy parte de un todo y a la vez no soy parte de nada. Esto me hace feliz y a su vez tan infeliz.&lt;br /&gt;Vine solo y se que así me ire, pero antes de que eso suceda quiero dejar algo para compartir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;los escritos antiguos al igual que los mitos, se mezclan en mi mundo sin tener una explicacion.&lt;br /&gt;Ese es mi mundo, uno Inmenso y a su vez tan insignificante.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque francamente a mí ya dejo de importarme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los invito a mi mundo, sean bienvenidos con gusto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cspan%20style="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 675px; height: 514px;" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img102.exs.cx/img102/8391/samael29uj.jpg" width="800" border="0" height="553" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11977378-111290193291835722?l=arboldelavida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/feeds/111290193291835722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11977378&amp;postID=111290193291835722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/111290193291835722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11977378/posts/default/111290193291835722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arboldelavida.blogspot.com/2005/04/en-lo-profundo.html' title='En lo profundo'/><author><name>Neto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16341788418283551561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-MOqppNWAQ/SM7SINgg2XI/AAAAAAAAADc/WapivM2eX7c/S220/why+so+serious.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
