<?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-1338882880336203201</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:11:56.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENLOQECIDA ESTOY-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-6170090113738279794</id><published>2009-09-23T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:32:26.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SrraEieBkHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Sj6nEsR0MMY/s1600-h/100_5409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384856075981918322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SrraEieBkHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Sj6nEsR0MMY/s320/100_5409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se delinean formas en mi cara y manos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Se delinean formas arriba y abajo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y estoy en el medio si ningún plan. Soy una chica y soy una mujer… Tengo dieciocho y no se lo que quiero. Dieciocho, simplemente no se lo que quiero. Dieciocho, tengo que escapar. Tengo que salir de este lugar, oh si!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo cerebro de bebe y el corazón de un anciano. Me tomó 18 años llegar tan lejos. No siempre sé de lo que estoy hablando. Se siente como si estuviera viviendo en medio de la duda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Porque yo tengo...&lt;br /&gt;Dieciocho, me confundo todos los días&lt;br /&gt;Dieciocho, simplemente no se que decir&lt;br /&gt;Dieciocho, tengo que escapar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se delinean formas en mi cara y manos. Se delinean formas en la izquierda y la derecha. Estoy en el medio, en el medio de la vida. Soy una chica y soy una mujer. Tengo dieciocho y me gusta&lt;br /&gt;Lo adoro…&lt;br /&gt;Dieciocho y ME GUSTA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ALICE COOPER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-6170090113738279794?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/6170090113738279794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=6170090113738279794' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6170090113738279794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6170090113738279794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/09/se-delinean-formas-en-mi-cara-y-manos.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SrraEieBkHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Sj6nEsR0MMY/s72-c/100_5409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-5713428109617828234</id><published>2009-08-25T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:32:19.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Destino.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SpTIk_6ywdI/AAAAAAAAAYA/C4l9vHqksSA/s1600-h/myh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374140793318719954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SpTIk_6ywdI/AAAAAAAAAYA/C4l9vHqksSA/s320/myh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Si él y yo estuviéramos destinados a estar juntos, hubiera aparecido ayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- ¿Qué tonterias son esas? Ayer sólo es un día. ¿Dejaras todo por un día?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Un día muy importante. La suerte ha hablado... E ir a buscarlo, sería como jugar con el destino, y eso no puede ser bueno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Supongamos, que el jugar y moldear el destino, es de hecho tu destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Nunca lo pensé así...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- Te diré que significa el destino... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;El destino, es el puente que tu creas hasta la persona que amas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1338882880336203201-5713428109617828234?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/5713428109617828234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=5713428109617828234' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/5713428109617828234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/5713428109617828234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/08/si-el-y-yo-estuvieramos-destinados.html' title='Destino.-'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SpTIk_6ywdI/AAAAAAAAAYA/C4l9vHqksSA/s72-c/myh.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-6096151668476074336</id><published>2009-08-24T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T15:54:24.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Moléstame mañana, hoy no compraré ninguna pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373679048726756882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SpMkn7RRPhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/tvSCj3r514w/s320/Creedence_Clearwater_Revival-Looking_Out_My_Back_Door.avi.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; [&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Creedence Clearwater Revival]&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/1338882880336203201-6096151668476074336?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/6096151668476074336/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=6096151668476074336' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6096151668476074336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6096151668476074336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/08/molestame-manana-hoy-no-comprare.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SpMkn7RRPhI/AAAAAAAAAX4/tvSCj3r514w/s72-c/Creedence_Clearwater_Revival-Looking_Out_My_Back_Door.avi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7829062014444610015</id><published>2009-08-16T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:09:33.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SoifjjiCD4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/f3MIcuGYqx0/s1600-h/1216669206270_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370717988821536642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SoifjjiCD4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/f3MIcuGYqx0/s200/1216669206270_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fue tanto amor que en su alma no cabía más. Y vivía sólo para saber si sería para siempre. Fue tanto amor que brotaba de su corazón. Y no había nada a su alrededor que lo borre de su mente.&lt;br /&gt;Y pasó que una vez se entregó como parte de un sueño, y jamás despertó. Se llevó la sonrisa en la piel desafiando a la vida, enfermó sin saber... qué iba a suceder. Fue tanto amor que era inútil ocultarlo más. Si la gente preguntaba por qué, ella alzaba más la frente. Fue tanto amor que arriesgó toda su suerte, y jamás correspondida fue. Y SE BIEN QUE AÚN SONRÍE POR ÉL, aunque ya no lo encuentre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y pasó que una vez se entregó como parte de un sueño del que nunca volvió.&lt;br /&gt;Y pasó que en el cielo la ven escondida entre nubes, esperando por él.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-7829062014444610015?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7829062014444610015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7829062014444610015' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7829062014444610015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7829062014444610015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/08/fue-tanto-amor-que-en-su-alma-no-cabia.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SoifjjiCD4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/f3MIcuGYqx0/s72-c/1216669206270_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7476469230774176908</id><published>2009-08-11T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T15:55:53.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin Separarnos Más.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SoIuTI1klyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/W4sq2Hp0mhg/s1600-h/1205400183_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368904612103624482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SoIuTI1klyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/W4sq2Hp0mhg/s320/1205400183_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;·&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Como siento, siento, que te quiero... que te quiero tanto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Por el verde césped andaremos, andaremos juntos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sin separarnos más, nunca más. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quiero verte y verte, todo el tiempo... todo el tiempo a mi lado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;y tenerte siempre entre mis brazos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cuantas ganas tengo de encontrarte. Cuantas ganas tengo de besarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Es tan simple, simple, tanto que no sabia cuanto era, lo que amarte, más yo podría. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cuantas ganas tengo de encontrarte. Cuantas ganas tengo, de besarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Vox.Dei&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/1338882880336203201-7476469230774176908?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7476469230774176908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7476469230774176908' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7476469230774176908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7476469230774176908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/08/sin-separarnos-mas.html' title='Sin Separarnos Más.-'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SoIuTI1klyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/W4sq2Hp0mhg/s72-c/1205400183_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-8874032271078849919</id><published>2009-08-08T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:22:50.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"... Puedo sentirte respirar,&lt;br /&gt;es un recuerdo dulce y CRUEL.&lt;br /&gt;Llevo el perfume de tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;y tus marcas en mi piel..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Aunque intentes ocultarte siempre iré detrás de ti&lt;br /&gt;Conozco tus secretos... porque yo te hice feliz.&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/1338882880336203201-8874032271078849919?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/8874032271078849919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=8874032271078849919' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8874032271078849919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8874032271078849919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-2604998617869136540</id><published>2009-08-02T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:57:32.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Lamento estar de mal humor, fue un día difícil&lt;br /&gt;y las cosas no salieron como pensé que saldrían..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000000;"&gt;-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-2604998617869136540?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/2604998617869136540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=2604998617869136540' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/2604998617869136540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/2604998617869136540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/08/lamento-estar-de-mal-humor-fue-un-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-2454130497720268709</id><published>2009-07-30T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:15:59.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SnJTRuusCVI/AAAAAAAAAXA/H-a_kJc_3Qs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364442138608599938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SnJTs_nnA4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/Ls5t3ICsX6U/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El me juró:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Nunca nos separaremos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;a menos que el cielo celoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;robe nuestros corazones"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Después grité:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Regresa a mi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;naci para amarte eternamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;¿Por qué el destino debe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ponerse entre nosotros?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-2454130497720268709?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/2454130497720268709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=2454130497720268709' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/2454130497720268709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/2454130497720268709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/07/el-me-juro-nunca-nos-separaremos-menos.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SnJTs_nnA4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/Ls5t3ICsX6U/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-2386650689761484212</id><published>2009-07-27T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:05:05.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hoy empiezo a ver con más claridad a los que me rodean, veo quien es quien y en quien puedo creer. Cuando parece que el mundo acabara y la tierra cede bajo mis pies, y cuando ya nunca amanecerá... el sol sale otra vez. Muy equivocado estuve ayer, debo de decirte porque me engañe al suponer que eran muchos los amigos en que yo podía creer. Eran solamente siluetas sin creencias ni fe, eran solamente voces y que aparentaban saber. Hoy por la mañana, sentí nuevamente estas locas ganas, de quererme bien, y sin proponérmelo, me siento muy fuerte solo por saber que amo a mi mujer. Dios se me distrajo por un momento y la buena suerte me abandono y el maldito diablo sin perder tiempo en la sangre misma se me metió. Y ahora ya no tengo amigos, la buena suerte me abandonó... poca gente hoy me rodea, solo la que me da amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;VOX.DEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-2386650689761484212?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/2386650689761484212/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=2386650689761484212' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/2386650689761484212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/2386650689761484212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoy-empiezo-ver-con-mas-claridad-los.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-6324245148455614868</id><published>2009-07-08T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:21:01.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SlVeES5rM9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/kjDb-567aTs/s1600-h/azul.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356290759713305554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SlVeES5rM9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/kjDb-567aTs/s200/azul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Llora mi alma por no encontrar una salida para escapar. Y hoy no me queda nada mejor que el lado oculto de lo que soy. La noche abrazará a un pobre corazón que el tiempo lo tiñó de azul y negro... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vivo atrapado en un lugar donde no importan el bien y el mal. Entre la niebla te encontraré, busco tu alma sola y sin fé. Y el viento golpeará a un pobre corazón que el tiempo lo tiñó de azul y negro... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ya que mis alas no se abrirán, busco una daga para cortar. Entre los hombres me quedaré, nunca a las nubes regresaré. Y sólo quedará un pobre corazón que el tiempo lo tiñó de azul y negro...De azul y negro.&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/1338882880336203201-6324245148455614868?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/6324245148455614868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=6324245148455614868' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6324245148455614868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6324245148455614868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/07/llora-mi-alma-por-no-encontrar-una.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SlVeES5rM9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/kjDb-567aTs/s72-c/azul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-8607853020843980390</id><published>2009-07-01T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:22:11.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Cierro los ojos, no imagino algo mejor..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Skw03RKQe5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/bMGEHWLQ6ug/s1600-h/barilo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353712181140552594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Skw03RKQe5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/bMGEHWLQ6ug/s400/barilo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-8607853020843980390?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/8607853020843980390/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=8607853020843980390' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8607853020843980390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8607853020843980390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/07/el-1-de-julio-de-2008-estabamos-subidas.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Skw03RKQe5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/bMGEHWLQ6ug/s72-c/barilo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-6444163002718815809</id><published>2009-06-25T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:11:38.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Acordate cuando decias: "Hoy es único y no se repite nunca más"&lt;br /&gt;No es malo que no se repita, y sea único. &lt;strong&gt;Lo malo es no intentarlo nunca más&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;LO MALO ES NO INTENTARLO NUNCA MAS...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467873464654482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SkQ7rXjGmpI/AAAAAAAAAWY/m13w_m7K_PE/s200/loqu.jpg" border="0" /&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/1338882880336203201-6444163002718815809?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/6444163002718815809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=6444163002718815809' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6444163002718815809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6444163002718815809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/06/acordate-cuando-decias-hoy-es-unico-y.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SkQ7rXjGmpI/AAAAAAAAAWY/m13w_m7K_PE/s72-c/loqu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7382517852081570726</id><published>2009-06-18T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:24:55.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ese pobre corazón que se muere por vivir&lt;/strong&gt;, las cosas que hace, se manda con todo a todo. Siempre le fue al riesgo fiel y ha tratado sin razón de poderme convencer, &lt;strong&gt;que no trate de pensar, que lo acepte como es&lt;/strong&gt;, que por eso me eligió. Quien fuera su gran mentor lo ha dotado con el filo aquel que sangra las venas del amor. Él, el que te ha sabido desbocar. A vos, que lo llevás con tanta fiebre en la piel. Vos que cargas sus penas por error. ERROR.&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/1338882880336203201-7382517852081570726?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7382517852081570726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7382517852081570726' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7382517852081570726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7382517852081570726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-ya-vivo-en-el-en-el-palacio-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-235791952852616663</id><published>2009-06-15T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:45:55.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;No habrá final...&lt;/span&gt;                                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sjaw1i2lOeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/kTtpKgHicSA/s1600-h/vieji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347656041484335586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sjaw1i2lOeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/kTtpKgHicSA/s320/vieji.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;porque yo sé que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;siempre estás allí&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/1338882880336203201-235791952852616663?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/235791952852616663/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=235791952852616663' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/235791952852616663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/235791952852616663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-habra-final.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sjaw1i2lOeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/kTtpKgHicSA/s72-c/vieji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-3066699564883917300</id><published>2009-06-09T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T16:05:38.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un día más, un día menos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ves al tiempo robarte otra vez el día, otro viaje sin rumbo va empezar. Sigues frente al televisor y algo oprime tu corazón. Es que nadie se escapa del dolor.&lt;br /&gt;Qué pasara si alguien no salva tu alma?... y la lluvia golpea el asfalto gris, y un recuerdo fugaz te hace sonreír. Por la calle te cruzan ojos vacíos, son los que resignaron su fe en el amor. Y sus brazos te rodearan y sus dientes te clavaran, solo puedes pararte y escapar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qué pasara si alguien no salva tu alma?... y la lluvia golpea el asfalto gris y un recuerdo fugaz te hace sonreír. Y a perdidos tesoros te aferraras, aunque nada ganemos mirando atrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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/1338882880336203201-3066699564883917300?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/3066699564883917300/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=3066699564883917300' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3066699564883917300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3066699564883917300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-dia-mas-un-dia-menos.html' title='Un día más, un día menos.'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-744708474839027512</id><published>2009-06-07T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:24:56.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVwhW6ajH4M&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVwhW6ajH4M&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;En mi opinion, el mejor momento de la noche. No se de quien es el video pero gracias por compartirlo con los que no llevamos camara xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#999999;"&gt;LIBRE, LIBRE... LIBRE POR SIEMPRE SERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#999999;"&gt;SERES MALDITOS NO VAN A APAGAR MI LUZ INTERIOR.&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/1338882880336203201-744708474839027512?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/744708474839027512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=744708474839027512' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/744708474839027512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/744708474839027512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7484207760177679446</id><published>2009-06-04T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:46:15.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sig_bqBf5nI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WDHYTH94ua8/s1600-h/waygab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343590702244685426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sig_bqBf5nI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WDHYTH94ua8/s320/waygab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sig_bXxXenI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JDhlFAnltew/s1600-h/walyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343590697345186418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sig_bXxXenI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JDhlFAnltew/s320/walyo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03/05. Walter Giardino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-7484207760177679446?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7484207760177679446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7484207760177679446' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7484207760177679446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7484207760177679446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/06/0305.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sig_bqBf5nI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WDHYTH94ua8/s72-c/waygab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-5655158984533052296</id><published>2009-05-31T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:52:20.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SiLfDbeeIYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0S7U9eiDhIc/s1600-h/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342077358022992258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SiLfDbeeIYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0S7U9eiDhIc/s320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotolog.com/solopara_amarte"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Llegan de todos lados para encontrar que... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotolog.com/solopara_amarte"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;algunos sueños fueron hechos para ser rechazados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="file://hghhgg/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-5655158984533052296?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/5655158984533052296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=5655158984533052296' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/5655158984533052296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/5655158984533052296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/05/llegan-de-todos-lados-para-encontrar.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SiLfDbeeIYI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0S7U9eiDhIc/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7810797437951876352</id><published>2009-05-28T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:30:52.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;De un tiempo perdido, a esta parte esta noche ha venido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;un recuerdo encontrado para quedarse conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;De un tiempo lejano, a esta parte ha venido esta noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;otro recuerdo prohibido, olvidado en el olvido&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&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/1338882880336203201-7810797437951876352?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7810797437951876352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7810797437951876352' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7810797437951876352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7810797437951876352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-un-tiempo-perdido-esta-parte-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-1394833673275664604</id><published>2009-05-23T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:28:33.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ShglvCYe10I/AAAAAAAAAU4/9lL1aBSpxXY/s1600-h/10web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339058848271357762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ShglvCYe10I/AAAAAAAAAU4/9lL1aBSpxXY/s400/10web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; Las garras de un terrible ser, desplumaban a un ángel en el cielo. Desde aquí lo vi caer,hacia el baldío de los misterios. Yo corrí desesperado, sentí el ardor de una herida abierta, estaba el ángel ahí tirado, y en sus ojos habló la tristeza. No me mires así, Dios me ha hecho para caer. Y no sientas pena por mí, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tal vez vivir cueste el pecado&lt;/span&gt;. Y si todo lo soñado, no vive en la realidad, es el ángel que te cuidael que ves caído acá. Las espinas del cardo santo, lo abrazaron en su caída. Entre sahumerios de basura, el ángel aquel se moría. Se hundió un vacío a mis espaldas, y sentí que solo me quedaba, en el baldío de los misterios, con esos ojos tristes que me hablaban. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Es el ángel que te cuida&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; que se está muriendo acá&lt;/span&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/1338882880336203201-1394833673275664604?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/1394833673275664604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=1394833673275664604' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1394833673275664604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1394833673275664604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/05/las-garras-de-un-terrible-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ShglvCYe10I/AAAAAAAAAU4/9lL1aBSpxXY/s72-c/10web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-8618265876656771982</id><published>2009-05-14T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:13:57.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Don't Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;·&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Te pediría perdón, si pensara que eso te haría cambiar de idea, pero sé que esta vez me fui de boca, fui demasiado hiriente. Me esfuerzo por reírme, taparlo con mentiras; me esfuerzo por reír, por ocultar las lágrimas que hay en mis ojos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me pondría a tus pies, rogándote el perdón; daría explicaciones, pero sé que es demasiado tarde. Y ahora ya no hay nada para hacer. Así que yo me esfuerzo por reírme, taparlo con mentiras; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me esfuerzo por reír, por ocultar las lágrimas que hay en mis ojos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Te diría: “Te amo”si pensara que así te quedarías conmigo, pero sé que ya no sirve de nada porque vos ya te fuiste. No supe acatar límites, me pasé de la raya, y te di por sentado, creyendo que sin mí vos no eras nada. Ahora haría casi cualquier cosa para que estés de nuevo junto a mí. Pero sigo riéndome, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;y ocultando las lágrimas que hay en mis ojos...&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/1338882880336203201-8618265876656771982?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/8618265876656771982/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=8618265876656771982' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8618265876656771982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8618265876656771982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Girls Don&apos;t Cry'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-1397833969061042719</id><published>2009-05-14T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:08:06.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Soy capaz de manejar las sombras, pero no puedo luchar contra un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;S E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;.&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/1338882880336203201-1397833969061042719?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/1397833969061042719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=1397833969061042719' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1397833969061042719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1397833969061042719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/05/soy-capaz-de-manejar-las-sombras-pero.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-632139019760511102</id><published>2009-05-13T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:11:49.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un deseo nocturno..-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SgtSInC0LwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/YvqWBCtWi9s/s1600-h/normal_eva-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335448491423706882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SgtSInC0LwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/YvqWBCtWi9s/s320/normal_eva-cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Son las 6 AM en una mañana invernal. La nieve sigue cayendo, en el silencioso amanecer. Una rosa con cualquier otro nombre... Eva abandona su hogar en Swanbrook, &lt;strong&gt;un corazón tan gentil que siempre ha hecho que me avergüence del mío&lt;/strong&gt;. Ella camina solo pero no sin su nombre. Eva vuela lejos, sueña el mundo de muy lejos. En este cruel juego de niños no tiene ningún amigo que la llame por su nombre. El bien en su corazón será mi campo de girasoles...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-632139019760511102?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/632139019760511102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=632139019760511102' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/632139019760511102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/632139019760511102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/05/son-las-6-am-en-una-manana-invernal.html' title='Un deseo nocturno..-'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SgtSInC0LwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/YvqWBCtWi9s/s72-c/normal_eva-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-4863174773359139897</id><published>2009-05-03T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:12:56.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sf5AfAXRnCI/AAAAAAAAATo/R_3BvCKpYLc/s1600-h/1184256550_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331769910270991394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sf5AfAXRnCI/AAAAAAAAATo/R_3BvCKpYLc/s200/1184256550_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Es su color la oscuridad, vive entre sombras. Ver atrás es recordar nubes sin forma. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y su amor más que su herida le enseñó a luchar por esta vida&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Yo le conté alguna vez del Arco Iris. Él me sonrió, se que pensó que era imposible. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aunque hoy llora su alma&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;en su rostro hay una esperanza&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Su tacto hoy endureció con su pasado. Su cuerpo igual que su bastón, viejo y gastado. Y elevó la vista al cielo por sentir el sol entre sus dedos. Así vivió... Con lo imposible. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Con lo imposible.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Con lo imposible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rataweb.com.ar/index2.php#top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-4863174773359139897?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/4863174773359139897/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=4863174773359139897' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/4863174773359139897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/4863174773359139897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/05/es-su-color-la-oscuridad-vive-entre.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sf5AfAXRnCI/AAAAAAAAATo/R_3BvCKpYLc/s72-c/1184256550_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-1453166336609716733</id><published>2009-04-30T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:50:54.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ES MI PASION, ES MI VERDAD, MI IDENTIDAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SfnVQTiwaTI/AAAAAAAAATg/pUXqhGiVK7c/s1600-h/556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330526110070368562" style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SfnVQTiwaTI/AAAAAAAAATg/pUXqhGiVK7c/s320/556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SfnVJ5w7xhI/AAAAAAAAATY/DedemSx6eUE/s1600-h/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330526000071296530" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SfnVJ5w7xhI/AAAAAAAAATY/DedemSx6eUE/s320/555.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/1338882880336203201-1453166336609716733?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/1453166336609716733/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=1453166336609716733' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1453166336609716733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1453166336609716733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/04/es-mi-pasion-es-mi-verdad-mi-identidad.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SfnVQTiwaTI/AAAAAAAAATg/pUXqhGiVK7c/s72-c/556.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-8781419407696373561</id><published>2009-04-26T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:34:28.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SfU02SUBsbI/AAAAAAAAATA/J2PBVSzOMag/s1600-h/lluvia.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329223841296265650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SfU02SUBsbI/AAAAAAAAATA/J2PBVSzOMag/s320/lluvia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;Estos dias vacios me estan llenando de dolor. Despues de que me fui parece que mi vida es solo lluvia. Mi corazon añora tiempos mejores... cuando todo seguia siendo tan bueno. Me pregunto por que todo pasa tan rapido, entregas tu corazon sabiendo que puede durar poco...&lt;br /&gt;Sigo aqui esperando que caiga la lluvia y para verte una vez mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4000 noches lluviosas. 4000 noches estare contigo. 4000 noches contigo...&lt;br /&gt;Mantengo tu recuerdo en mi corazon, me das esperanza cuando todo esta tan oscuro. Eso que nadie se puede llevar... por siempre en mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;4000 noches...&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/1338882880336203201-8781419407696373561?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/8781419407696373561/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=8781419407696373561' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8781419407696373561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8781419407696373561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/04/estos-dias-vacios-me-estan-llenando-de.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SfU02SUBsbI/AAAAAAAAATA/J2PBVSzOMag/s72-c/lluvia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-318297316315982670</id><published>2009-04-20T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:35:30.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Se0pSbWrILI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DJ7p2Gwcmqc/s1600-h/1195401798_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326959330806407346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Se0pSbWrILI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DJ7p2Gwcmqc/s200/1195401798_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;De la cuna al manicomio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;una mente retorcida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No hay salida de este infierno, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;para la mente retorcida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No hay salida... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No te das cuenta? No podes ver? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No eres como cualquier persona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tu nunca podras ver con los ojos de otro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Y quien soy yo para certificar una mente retorcida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-318297316315982670?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/318297316315982670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=318297316315982670' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/318297316315982670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/318297316315982670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/04/de-la-cuna-al-manicomio-una-mente.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Se0pSbWrILI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DJ7p2Gwcmqc/s72-c/1195401798_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-8370355547255686661</id><published>2009-04-20T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:30:56.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;·&lt;/strong&gt; El encantamiento viene hacia mi y dice, encuéntrame en el lago esta noche. A través de la cubierta de la nieve veo el paraíso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;No mas mentiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alma abatida, descansa por esta noche. El amor esta aquí, justo aquí bajo mis alas. Sueño de lobos, con ellos corro. Por mi ella alargó la noche, estoy en casa... estoy en paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;White Night Fantasy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-8370355547255686661?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/8370355547255686661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=8370355547255686661' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8370355547255686661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8370355547255686661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/04/el-encantamiento-viene-hacia-mi-y-dice_20.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-1104067472367049309</id><published>2009-04-17T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:07:44.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;No es verdad que la puerta es blindada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Si supieras... que es tan fácil salir...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325861878883073922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SelDKUWev4I/AAAAAAAAASw/cd34ihYi0yY/s400/1192324156_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1338882880336203201-1104067472367049309?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/1104067472367049309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=1104067472367049309' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1104067472367049309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1104067472367049309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-es-verdad-que-la-puerta-es-blindada.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SelDKUWev4I/AAAAAAAAASw/cd34ihYi0yY/s72-c/1192324156_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-3756088776645019814</id><published>2009-04-14T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:28:24.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SeTw-OJ2AtI/AAAAAAAAASg/vG3JavgyICw/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324645611200709330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SeTw-OJ2AtI/AAAAAAAAASg/vG3JavgyICw/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;·&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Nunca me dijeron que mis plegarias serian contestadas, a cualquier parte que fuera te veia cerca. Nunca me dijeron que algo tan hermoso me elevaria para dejarme caer. Esperando en el techo, esperando en la lluvia... solo para conseguir un vistaso de tu mirada. Si estas a mi alrededor me haces sentir fuera de mis sentidos, fuera de sonido... en tu mundo que es mi único hogar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Llevame lejos, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;llevame lejos,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;llevame lejos... ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tu eres como un fantasma que no puedo dejar ir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, que me sigue en cada paso que doy. Nunca pensaste que alguien pudiera estar tan cerca de ti... Ahora cruzo las calles que están a millones de distancia... y tambien podria ser el hombre en la luna. Estoy mirandote pero no pareces darte cuenta, pero no voy a estar cerca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Estare sin sentido, estare sin sonidos... alguien va a despertarme &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;en algun lugar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1338882880336203201-3756088776645019814?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/3756088776645019814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=3756088776645019814' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3756088776645019814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3756088776645019814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/04/nunca-me-dijeron-que-mis-plegarias.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SeTw-OJ2AtI/AAAAAAAAASg/vG3JavgyICw/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-6808836240518644737</id><published>2009-04-10T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:52:08.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If i tell you...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;will you listen?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will you stay?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;will you be here forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;never go away? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-6808836240518644737?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/6808836240518644737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=6808836240518644737' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6808836240518644737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6808836240518644737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-i-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-3236141805787728576</id><published>2009-04-08T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:01:45.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU WANT THE BEST, YOU GOT THE BEST... THE HOTTEST BAND IN THE WORLD: KISS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322379738903943954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SdzkLGEbGxI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JF13ugvtgrg/s320/kiss3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322379897406370146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SdzkUUiWMWI/AAAAAAAAASY/c55FXjZ1VuE/s320/kiss2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322377368527439650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SdziBHuoByI/AAAAAAAAASI/ony3HmYQCB4/s320/kiss4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322377363560298658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SdziA1OXeKI/AAAAAAAAARw/ErlVEAVjCWU/s320/kiss1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really love you baby, i love what you've got. Let's get together, we can... get hot. No more tomorrow, baby... &lt;strong&gt;Time is today&lt;/strong&gt;. Girl, I can make you feel... Okay!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;05/04/09 INOLVIDABLE.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-3236141805787728576?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/3236141805787728576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=3236141805787728576' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3236141805787728576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3236141805787728576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-want-best-you-got-best-hottest-band.html' title='YOU WANT THE BEST, YOU GOT THE BEST... THE HOTTEST BAND IN THE WORLD: KISS!!!'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SdzkLGEbGxI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JF13ugvtgrg/s72-c/kiss3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-1041451746725026084</id><published>2009-04-01T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T13:58:58.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SdPVKfGO5EI/AAAAAAAAARo/OlpMyFnUJLI/s1600-h/1225300127619_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319829960977736770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SdPVKfGO5EI/AAAAAAAAARo/OlpMyFnUJLI/s320/1225300127619_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;Cuando estés mal cuando estés solo. Cuando ya estés cansado de llorar, no te olvides de mí porque se que te puedo estimular. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando me mires a los ojos y mi mirada esté en otro lugar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no te acerques a mí porque se que te puedo lastimar&lt;/span&gt;. No pienses que estoy loco, es sólo una manera de actuar. No pienses que estoy solo, estoy comunicado con todo lo demás. Por eso cuando estés mal cuando estés sola. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cuando ya estés cansada de llorar&lt;/span&gt;, no te olvides de mí porque se que te puedo estimular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-1041451746725026084?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/1041451746725026084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=1041451746725026084' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1041451746725026084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1041451746725026084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuando-estes-mal-cuando-estes-solo.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SdPVKfGO5EI/AAAAAAAAARo/OlpMyFnUJLI/s72-c/1225300127619_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7241516097896297978</id><published>2009-03-25T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:05:44.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ecuerdos de tu y yo dan vueltas dentro de mi cabeza. La manera en que solíamos ser, las cosas que nos dijimos. Nadie nunca me ha hecho sentir tan fuerte. Me hiciste preguntarme como fue que nuestro amor salió mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Me quedo despierto por la noche, espero que brille el sol. Aún te siento junto a mi, tus labios en los míos. Sin una advertencia hiciste a nuestro amor una mentira. Dijiste que lo sentías pero nunca me dijiste por que.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tal vez mi amor sea en vano, tal vez tu seas de la clase que hiere. No puedo tomar mas de este dolor, tengo que sacarte de mi mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Intenté ser lo que tu querías. Te di todo lo que tenía. Me dejaste sin nada... Nada mas que una fotografía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;¿Donde estás yendo ahora? Tengo que hacerte volver.&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/1338882880336203201-7241516097896297978?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7241516097896297978/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7241516097896297978' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7241516097896297978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7241516097896297978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/03/r-ecuerdos-de-tu-y-yo-dan-vueltas.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-9111402231539655213</id><published>2009-03-20T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:19:58.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>|| FEAR OF THE DARK ||</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315474803143019714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ScRcK73hDMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/O84i4g9HGuQ/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Soy un hombre que camina solo, camino un sendero oscuro en la noche o vago por el parque. Cuando la luz empieza a cambiar a veces me siento un poco extraño, un poco inquieto cuando esta oscuro. Miedo de la oscuridad, tengo un miedo constante de que siempre hay algo cerca. Miedo de la oscuridad, tengo fobia de que siempre este alguien ahí. ¿Has recorrido tus dedos por la pared y sientes la piel de tu cuello rasgada cuando buscas la luz? A veces cuando tienes miedo de mirar la esquina de tu cuarto sospechas que algo te esta mirando. ¿Has estado solo en la noche pensando que escuchas pasos tras de ti, volteas y no hay nadie ahi? Así que aceleras el paso, es difícil voltear otra vez porque estás seguro que hay alguien ahí. Mirando filmes de terror la noche anterior, debatiendo sobre brujas y floklore, los problemas desconocidos de tu mente... &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tal vez tu mente te juega bromas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Eso sientes, y de pronto tus ojos se fijan en sombras danzantes desde atrás. Miedo de la oscuridad, tengo un miedo constante de que siempre hay algo cerca. Tengo fobia de que siempre este alguien ahí. Cuando camino un sendero oscuro... Soy un hombre que camina solo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;IRON MAIDEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-9111402231539655213?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/9111402231539655213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=9111402231539655213' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/9111402231539655213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/9111402231539655213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/03/fear-of-dark.html' title='|| FEAR OF THE DARK ||'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ScRcK73hDMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/O84i4g9HGuQ/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7725740934873372546</id><published>2009-03-18T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:17:11.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Será &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sueño&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hecho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;realidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ScG4wp8X4mI/AAAAAAAAAQY/bhotOQXYXWA/s1600-h/n568881327_941403_6865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314732181306204770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ScG4wp8X4mI/AAAAAAAAAQY/bhotOQXYXWA/s400/n568881327_941403_6865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;color:#666666;"&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/1338882880336203201-7725740934873372546?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7725740934873372546/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7725740934873372546' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7725740934873372546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7725740934873372546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/03/sera-como-un-sueno-hecho-realidad.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ScG4wp8X4mI/AAAAAAAAAQY/bhotOQXYXWA/s72-c/n568881327_941403_6865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-1687955805214309659</id><published>2009-03-16T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:31:53.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sb7Z5_sqkrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/S23jh7yl0hQ/s1600-h/dracul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313924200718308018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sb7Z5_sqkrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/S23jh7yl0hQ/s200/dracul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Una vez yo tuve amor tanto tiempo en mi pasó.&lt;br /&gt;¿Y acaso de nuevo he de sentir esa misma sensación que mi cuerpo había olvidado?&lt;br /&gt;¡Era mi pequeña flor! ¡Para ella yo era un Dios!&lt;br /&gt;¡Logró ensañarme el sabor de un beso y el calor de enredarme en sus caricias!&lt;br /&gt;¡Y fui yo quien un día la quebró, quien su alma condenó, no pude contener esta pasión de querer poseer también su ser y no tuve compasión y así yo marchité a la que amé!&lt;br /&gt;Hoy de nuevo veo una flor, ¿será acaso aquel amor?...&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién eres de dónde es que tú vienes? ¿Qué magia te ha creado? ¿Por qué te he reencontrado?&lt;br /&gt;Donde estés, allí estaré; donde sueñes, soñaré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;¡Es claro no ves que hemos logrado eternamente amarnos el tiempo no ha pasado!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Tú y yo!&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién nos puede separar?&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién se atreve a desafiar?&lt;br /&gt;¡La fuerza que hay en mí ahora que estás junto a mí, por los siglos te tendré!&lt;br /&gt;¡Nada me ha de detener te pido espérame que voy a ti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;¡Y por fin sólo para mí serás!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-1687955805214309659?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/1687955805214309659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=1687955805214309659' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1687955805214309659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1687955805214309659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/03/una-vez-yo-tuve-amor-tanto-tiempo-en-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sb7Z5_sqkrI/AAAAAAAAAPY/S23jh7yl0hQ/s72-c/dracul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7154566874290814340</id><published>2009-03-15T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:04:15.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sb1O8aU3OsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lPQ2bZUDJ7A/s1600-h/IMG_1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313489935132998338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sb1O8aU3OsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lPQ2bZUDJ7A/s320/IMG_1328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;Mordemos fuerte otra vez el origen extremo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;y perdemos control justo a tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hey! Quiebro razónjusto a tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Soy la vena, la sangre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;el corazón latiendo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;justo a tiempo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Feliz Cumple Gabi :)&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/1338882880336203201-7154566874290814340?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7154566874290814340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7154566874290814340' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7154566874290814340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7154566874290814340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/03/mordemos-fuerte-otra-vez-el-origen.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sb1O8aU3OsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lPQ2bZUDJ7A/s72-c/IMG_1328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-3024961727351486689</id><published>2009-03-13T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:43:55.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Go Again-</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sbsl67eOilI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HOlKB7wYtME/s1600-h/IMG_1476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312881879740746322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sbsl67eOilI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HOlKB7wYtME/s200/IMG_1476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sbsl7LjDWBI/AAAAAAAAAPA/BDimGAiruYg/s1600-h/IMG_1476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312881884055951378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sbsl7LjDWBI/AAAAAAAAAPA/BDimGAiruYg/s200/IMG_1476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sbsl6uvTP4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/J_u95I10oxU/s1600-h/IMG_1476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312881876322697090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sbsl6uvTP4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/J_u95I10oxU/s200/IMG_1476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No se&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a donde voy pero, seguro que he estado dependiendo de las promesas en las canciones del ayer, y he tomado una decision. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No desperdicio mas tiempo&lt;/span&gt;. Pero, aqui voy nuevamente... aqui voy nuevamente.&lt;br /&gt;Asi que sigo buscando una respuesta, nunca parezco encontrar lo que busco. Oh Señor, rezo para que me des la fuerza de seguir adelante, porque &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;se lo que significa caminar a lo largo de la solitaria calle de los sueños&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aqui voy nuevamente por mi mismo, yendo solo&lt;/span&gt; por el unico camino que he conocido. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como un bote naci para caminar solo&lt;/span&gt; y he tomado una decision.... No desperdicio mas tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero, aqui voy nuevamente, aqui voy nuevamente... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Porque se lo que significa caminar a lo largo de la solitaria calle de los sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;WHITESNAKE.&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/1338882880336203201-3024961727351486689?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/3024961727351486689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=3024961727351486689' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3024961727351486689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3024961727351486689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-se-donde-voy-pero-seguro-que-he.html' title='Here I Go Again-'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/Sbsl67eOilI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HOlKB7wYtME/s72-c/IMG_1476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7523461206777894358</id><published>2009-02-26T16:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:34:10.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SadCdE0R2OI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/h-I5EITYk7Q/s1600-h/1183918228_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307283753156073698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SadCdE0R2OI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/h-I5EITYk7Q/s320/1183918228_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Escucha cada gota de lluvia &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(escucha, escucha)&lt;/span&gt;. Susurrando secretos en medio de la lluvia &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(escucha, escucha)&lt;/span&gt; Buscando mágicamente algo que escuchar. Esta historia es más que esconderse. Cada gota se va cayendo, desapareciendo? No podemos estar en este momento? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Es muy &lt;em&gt;dificil&lt;/em&gt; decir adiós&lt;/span&gt;. Escucha la lluvia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Escucha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, escucha, escucha, escucha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;escucha, escucha,&lt;/span&gt; la lluvia... &lt;em&gt;llorando&lt;/em&gt;. Escucha&lt;br /&gt;Estoy sola en la tormenta &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(escucha, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SadCLIPnv0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/IJ5eEUtzZbE/s1600-h/1183918228_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;escucha).&lt;/span&gt; De repente suavemente digo que&lt;strong&gt; no&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(escucha, escucha)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt; pueden estar reteniéndote mucho tiempo. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Abre tus ojos al amor que te rodea&lt;/span&gt;. Puedes sentir que estás solo, pero &lt;strong&gt;yo estaré allí contigo&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Puedes hacer lo que sueñas&lt;/span&gt;... Solo recuerda escuchar la lluvia.&lt;br /&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/1338882880336203201-7523461206777894358?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7523461206777894358/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7523461206777894358' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7523461206777894358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7523461206777894358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/02/escucha-cada-gota-de-lluvia-escucha.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SadCdE0R2OI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/h-I5EITYk7Q/s72-c/1183918228_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-529278105775542208</id><published>2009-02-21T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:06:21.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaDIdVlCziI/AAAAAAAAANg/jHxTnin0gqk/s1600-h/wonka1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305460767376723490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaDIdVlCziI/AAAAAAAAANg/jHxTnin0gqk/s320/wonka1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lo que hay en esta sala es comestible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaDJF3qODkI/AAAAAAAAANo/DTZVE3pDCSA/s1600-h/wonka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305461463720005186" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaDJF3qODkI/AAAAAAAAANo/DTZVE3pDCSA/s200/wonka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;incluso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaDHMZVNPOI/AAAAAAAAANA/F4FDsNRwm4g/s1600-h/photo8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305459376814636258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaDHMZVNPOI/AAAAAAAAANA/F4FDsNRwm4g/s200/photo8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;aunque eso sería &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;canibalismo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaDHMZVNPOI/AAAAAAAAANA/F4FDsNRwm4g/s1600-h/photo8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;W.W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-529278105775542208?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/529278105775542208/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=529278105775542208' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/529278105775542208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/529278105775542208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/02/todo-lo-que-hay-en-esta-sala-es.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaDIdVlCziI/AAAAAAAAANg/jHxTnin0gqk/s72-c/wonka1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-8203008322396720662</id><published>2009-02-21T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T07:30:38.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaCvixqycrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TtPsH_GBMGk/s1600-h/1210801596_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305433373025661618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaCvixqycrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TtPsH_GBMGk/s400/1210801596_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ambos yacemos silenciosos en el ocaso de la noche.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aunque estamos acostados juntos nos sentimos a millas de distancia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;. ¿Fue algo que dije o hice? ¿Dije las palabras incorrectas? Aunque intenté no lastimarte, aunque lo intenté. Pero creo que esa es la razón por la que dicen que... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cada rosa tiene sus espinas, justo como cada noche tiene su amanecer. Como cada vaquero canta una triste canción. Cada rosa tiene sus espinas. Sí, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;así es&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Escucho tu canción favorita en la radio. Escucho al DJ decir que el amor es un juego, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que como viene se va&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pero me pregunto si el lo sabrá. ¿Alguna vez se ha sentido así? Y se que estarás aquí en este momento si pudiera hacerte saber de alguna manera que... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Cada rosa tiene sus espinas, justo como cada noche tiene su amanecer. Como cada vaquero canta una triste canción. Cada rosa tiene sus espinas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; pesar de que ha pasado un tiempo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aun puedo sentir tanto dolor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como el cuchillo que te corta... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;las heridas sanan, pero la cicatriz se queda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Se que podría haber salvado nuestro amor esa noche, solo de saber &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que decir&lt;/span&gt;. En lugar de hacer el amor tomamos caminos separados. Ahora se que has encontrado a alguien más y que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nunca signifiqué mucho para ti&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Escuchar eso me destroza por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;y verte me corta como un cuchillo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Cada rosa tiene sus espinas, justo como cada noche tiene su amanecer. Como cada vaquero canta una triste canción. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Every rose has it’s thorn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663333;"&gt;Poison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-8203008322396720662?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/8203008322396720662/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=8203008322396720662' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8203008322396720662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8203008322396720662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/02/ambos-yacemos-silenciosos-en-el-ocaso.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SaCvixqycrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TtPsH_GBMGk/s72-c/1210801596_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7093819208104604919</id><published>2009-02-17T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T07:33:06.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SZtorVTBWaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5ktGpAh_4oI/s1600-h/gothicphotos27_20070401_1746742881.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303948079819479458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SZtorVTBWaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5ktGpAh_4oI/s320/gothicphotos27_20070401_1746742881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;"...mi vida era como una noche sin luna antes de encontrarte, muy oscura, pero al menos había estrellas, puntos de luz y motivaciones... Y entonces tú cruzaste mi cielo como un meteoro. De pronto, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;se encendió todo&lt;/span&gt;, todo estuvo lleno de brillantes y belleza. Cuando tú te fuiste, cuando el meteoro desapareció por el horizonte, todo se volvió &lt;strong&gt;negro&lt;/strong&gt;. No había cambiado nada, pero mis ojos habían quedado cegados por la luz. Ya no podía ver las estrellas. Y&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; nada&lt;/span&gt; tenía sentido."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-7093819208104604919?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7093819208104604919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7093819208104604919' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7093819208104604919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7093819208104604919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SZtorVTBWaI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5ktGpAh_4oI/s72-c/gothicphotos27_20070401_1746742881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-255077112746180709</id><published>2009-02-15T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:00:45.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SZoLk1sZKII/AAAAAAAAAKg/9eukPivwxg0/s1600-h/IMG_1477.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303564238698653826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SZoLk1sZKII/AAAAAAAAAKg/9eukPivwxg0/s400/IMG_1477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; Y que dijo mama? Desde los albores de la humanidad mama me dijo...&lt;br /&gt;· llevate el poncho que esta fresquito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;· apurate que llegas tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;· que te destapen la gaseosa delante tuyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;· no hables con extraños eh, con ningun extraño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;· esto no es una pension, ya sos grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;· abrigate, cuidate, guardate, callate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Y que dijo mama? que no viniera. Mama, me dijo que no viniera, pero yo, vengo igual. Mira, preste atencion y entendi todo pero yo, pero yo, pero yo... &lt;strong&gt;Pero yo vengo igual&lt;/strong&gt;. Dejate de joder, escucha bien lo que te dije, te dije que no vinieras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama me dijo que no viniera&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;pero yo vengo igual!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-255077112746180709?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/255077112746180709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=255077112746180709' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/255077112746180709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/255077112746180709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-que-dijo-mama-desde-los-albores-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SZoLk1sZKII/AAAAAAAAAKg/9eukPivwxg0/s72-c/IMG_1477.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-1224332249990426432</id><published>2009-02-05T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:50:50.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SYukjM9G2WI/AAAAAAAAAKA/H-SqMsmZQLE/s1600-h/100_0829(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299510311211424098" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SYiv6VBk9wI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sX5meTUZO2M/s1600-h/MaruRb010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298678378212423426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SYiv6VBk9wI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sX5meTUZO2M/s320/MaruRb010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SYiv6VBk9wI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sX5meTUZO2M/s1600-h/MaruRb010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SYiv6u5vPgI/AAAAAAAAAJw/tZ8E-hhuMiY/s1600-h/MaruRb011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298678385158864386" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SX50HGpcNdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/m7HJpcXKSdw/s320/PICT3548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt; ¿Qué te preocupa? —le interrumpí con suavidad.&lt;br /&gt;Me ignoró sin apartar los ojos de la luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;El crepúsculo, otra vez —murmuró—. Otro final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No importa lo perfecto que sea el día, siempre ha de acabar&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-998218018628154826?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/998218018628154826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=998218018628154826' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/998218018628154826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/998218018628154826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/01/que-te-preocupa-le-interrumpi-con.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SX50HGpcNdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/m7HJpcXKSdw/s72-c/PICT3548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-3834489309121564477</id><published>2009-01-18T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:39:25.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SXOIdIwEoOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yk05S9jN-v0/s1600-h/2003_thirteen_wallpaper_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292724021237162210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SXOIdIwEoOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yk05S9jN-v0/s400/2003_thirteen_wallpaper_019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;¿Sabes?, si todas las personas del mundo se casasen con alguien de otra raza, al cabo de una generación&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;se acabarían los prejuicios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-3834489309121564477?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/3834489309121564477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=3834489309121564477' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3834489309121564477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3834489309121564477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/01/sabes-si-todas-las-personas-del-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SXOIdIwEoOI/AAAAAAAAAJI/yk05S9jN-v0/s72-c/2003_thirteen_wallpaper_019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-2075987384487777484</id><published>2009-01-13T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:33:16.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWzQMtIc8cI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ULeY9ogGY5k/s1600-h/41web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290832578945544642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWzQMtIc8cI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ULeY9ogGY5k/s320/41web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Voy a escuchar la voz que dentro mío me dirá por cual sendero debo tomar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e que al final la más pequeña estrella puede más que la terrible oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y me verás buscando la razón que llega desde el infinito…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-2075987384487777484?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/2075987384487777484/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=2075987384487777484' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/2075987384487777484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/2075987384487777484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/01/voy-escuchar-la-voz-que-dentro-mo-me.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWzQMtIc8cI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ULeY9ogGY5k/s72-c/41web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-744393477074614944</id><published>2009-01-11T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:04:35.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MyMichelle-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWqyeZTa8JI/AAAAAAAAAII/67euPfcY0Zc/s1600-h/Imagen000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290236947558232210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWqyeZTa8JI/AAAAAAAAAII/67euPfcY0Zc/s400/Imagen000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Todos necesitan amor, tu sabes que es verdad. Algun dia encontraras a alguien que se enamore de ti. Pero mientras tanto.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;estas sola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Algun dia encontraras a alguien, a alguien que te pueda entender mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;My Michelle. Gnr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-744393477074614944?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/744393477074614944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=744393477074614944' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/744393477074614944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/744393477074614944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/01/todos-necesitan-amor-tu-sabes-que-es_11.html' title='MyMichelle-'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWqyeZTa8JI/AAAAAAAAAII/67euPfcY0Zc/s72-c/Imagen000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-4514419507226503592</id><published>2009-01-07T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:46:04.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Esa fue la primera noche que soñé con Edward Cullen..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWVGwjRdsRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HYxUEcbMvUU/s1600-h/bloggg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288711137332670738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWVGwjRdsRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HYxUEcbMvUU/s320/bloggg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;En mi sueño reinaba una oscuridad muy densa, y aquella luz mortecina parecía proceder de la piel de Edward. No podía verle el rostro, sólo la espalda, mientras se alejaba de mi lado, dejándome sumida en la negrura. No lograba alcanzarlo por más que corriera; no se volvía por muy fuertemente que le llamara. Apenada, me desperté en medio de la noche y no pude volver a conciliar el sueño durante un tiempo que se me hizo eterno. Después de aquello, estuvo en mis sueños casi todas las noches, pero siempre en la distancia, nunca a mi alcance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-4514419507226503592?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/4514419507226503592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=4514419507226503592' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/4514419507226503592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/4514419507226503592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/01/esa-fue-la-primera-noche-que-so-con.html' title='Esa fue la primera noche que soñé con Edward Cullen..'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWVGwjRdsRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HYxUEcbMvUU/s72-c/bloggg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-6265853553933155843</id><published>2009-01-04T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:37:36.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWEAElVhlII/AAAAAAAAAHg/c_cGa9qZfwA/s1600-h/moto_0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287507516251542658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWEAElVhlII/AAAAAAAAAHg/c_cGa9qZfwA/s200/moto_0266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;El día que nací me quisieron sacrificar, me quisieron ahogar en un balde pero pude zafar. Corriendo por la calle me enredaba en mi cordon umbilical. Viviendo como un perro, comiendo la basura de un bar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me dijeron baila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;baila sin parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tu vida es una historia triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Baila&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;baila sin parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Te tienes que reir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yo bailo, bailo sin parar. Mi vida es una historia triste. Bailo, bailo sin parar. Me tengo que reir. Nunca tuve novia y nunca la voy a tener. Nadie quiere a un jorobadito y nadie lo puede querer. Huian las mujeres cuando yo las trate de tocar. Me negaron el cariño, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;me llevaron al placer de ser cruel&lt;/span&gt;. Me dijeron baila, baila sin parar. Tu vida es una historia triste. Baila, baila sin parar. Te tienes que reir.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yo bailo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bailo sin parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mi vida es una historia triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bailo&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;bailo sin parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me tengo que reir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. Por eso bailo, bailo sin parar. Mi vida es una historia triste. Bailo, bailo sin parar... Me tengo que reir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"...me llevaron al placer de ser cruel..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-6265853553933155843?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/6265853553933155843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=6265853553933155843' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6265853553933155843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6265853553933155843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-da-que-nac-me-quisieron-sacrificar.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SWEAElVhlII/AAAAAAAAAHg/c_cGa9qZfwA/s72-c/moto_0266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-581428994410055459</id><published>2008-12-29T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:52:22.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GuerreroDelArcoIris*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SVmLMaZwEBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/8FTS0RCDZ2Y/s1600-h/arco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285408683058008082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SVmLMaZwEBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/8FTS0RCDZ2Y/s320/arco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Sufriendo nuestra inconciencia, tal vez pueda morir. La tierra hoy se desangra. ¿Qué harás sin su existir? Ayúdame, tu ser también es de este mundo. Tus hijos no podrán vivir entre el dolor. Peleemos contra los tontos que harán nuestro final. La vida la da esta tierra. No hay otro lugar. Ayúdame, tu ser también es de este mundo. Tus hijos no podrán vivir entre el dolor. Guerrero, sólo tu puedes ganar con la verdad. Luchemos por los que vienen, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por ver felicidad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-581428994410055459?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/581428994410055459/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=581428994410055459' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/581428994410055459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/581428994410055459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/guerrerodelarcoiris.html' title='GuerreroDelArcoIris*'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SVmLMaZwEBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/8FTS0RCDZ2Y/s72-c/arco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-6768676779501879639</id><published>2008-12-24T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T15:30:23.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FelizNocheBuena*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SVLEN8kitfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IW7_dTKk2sY/s1600-h/11-03-07_215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283501056735753714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SVLEN8kitfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IW7_dTKk2sY/s320/11-03-07_215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y si acaso no brillara el sol y quedara yo atrapado aquí, no vería la razón de seguir viviendo sin tu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Los amo tanto hermosos (L)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-6768676779501879639?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/6768676779501879639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=6768676779501879639' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6768676779501879639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6768676779501879639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliznochebuena.html' title='FelizNocheBuena*'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SVLEN8kitfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/IW7_dTKk2sY/s72-c/11-03-07_215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-660003511207286364</id><published>2008-12-23T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:26:27.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SVGcz6CFbdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3_r01y3Zdv8/s1600-h/demian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283176253447564754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SVGcz6CFbdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3_r01y3Zdv8/s320/demian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Esta es la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;historia de un muchacho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; que no encaja con la sociedad. Anda por las calles de mi barrio &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sin pensar qué opinan los demás&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. No es tan difícil encontrarlo. Todos sabemos donde está. Tranzando o en alguna historia. El sigue caminando o esperando. Junto con los pibes de la esquina &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con una cerveza lo verás&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Y tal vez mirando de costado cuando pasa el móvil policial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. No es tan difícil encontrarlo. Todos sabemos donde está. Tranzando o en alguna historia. Y seguro lo verás pasar, orgulloso de su libertad. A veces la gente se confunde y nos juzga a todos por igual. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sólo sé que los pibes del barrio somos un orgullo nacional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. No es tan difícil encontrarlo. Todos sabemos donde está. Tranzando o en alguna historia. El sigue caminando o esperando.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-660003511207286364?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/660003511207286364/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=660003511207286364' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/660003511207286364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/660003511207286364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/esta-es-la-historia-de-un-muchacho-que.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SVGcz6CFbdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/3_r01y3Zdv8/s72-c/demian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-1546694213668751298</id><published>2008-12-18T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:06:43.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUqZqyxdabI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kGUEXA8Bb30/s1600-h/IMG_1344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281202473508104626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUqZqyxdabI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kGUEXA8Bb30/s200/IMG_1344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Mil voces finas dan por hecho, las manos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;marcan el final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, no se que hay del otro lado, la duda es como el mar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;He llegado hasta aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;todo se terminó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;repetía liquidado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;recordando lo que fue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, mi suerte ha terminado. El dolor del que busca y no encuentra, el temor a hablar de miseria, la razón que mira al costado, el instinto indomable suelto sin riendas. He llegado hasta aquí, todo se terminó, repetía liquidado, recordando lo que fue, mi suerte ha terminado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUqbcW-t50I/AAAAAAAAAGY/xEoriQe5o9o/s1600-h/IMG_1345.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUqefjxJdXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NBoDZHdke_0/s1600-h/IMG_1345.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281207778059842930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUqefjxJdXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NBoDZHdke_0/s320/IMG_1345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUqXFA_kznI/AAAAAAAAAGA/d7F0_efv43w/s1600-h/IMG_1345.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"El instinto indomable suelto sin riendas..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-1546694213668751298?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/1546694213668751298/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=1546694213668751298' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1546694213668751298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1546694213668751298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/mil-voces-finas-dan-por-hecho-las-manos.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUqZqyxdabI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kGUEXA8Bb30/s72-c/IMG_1344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-3601229247354276127</id><published>2008-12-13T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T14:23:05.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUQ1mw1c0RI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XeiGQMXodyw/s1600-h/IMG_0892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279403603245453586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUQ1mw1c0RI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XeiGQMXodyw/s400/IMG_0892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;La soledad es el verdadero&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de la época.&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/1338882880336203201-3601229247354276127?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/3601229247354276127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=3601229247354276127' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3601229247354276127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/3601229247354276127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/la-soledad-es-el-verdadero-mal-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUQ1mw1c0RI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XeiGQMXodyw/s72-c/IMG_0892.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-9170989518656360184</id><published>2008-12-12T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:34:16.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SULmxbpmNuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/81hwnpqMc5U/s1600-h/medallas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279035450141849314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SULmxbpmNuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/81hwnpqMc5U/s400/medallas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aun puedo recordar cuando tan solo era un crio, cuando los amigos eran &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;para siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; y lo que prometias lo cumplias. Eramos Danny, Bobby y yo; nos hicimos un corte en la mano e &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;hicimos una promesa que solo pueden entender los hermanos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Pero eramos tan jovenes, uno para todos y todos para uno. Tan cierto como que el rio seguira fluyendo. Sangre con sangre, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;uno con otro permaneceremos asi aunque todo este ya hecho y escrito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sangre con sangre, uno con otro y &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;estare contigo hasta el final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Bobby era nuestro heroe porque tenia un carnet falso, cuando me cazaron robando cigarrillos el me salvo. Danny conocio a esa pobre chica blanca, ahorramos un poco y nos llevo a un motel barato y nos convirtio en hombres. Pero eramos tan jovenes, uno para todos y todos para uno. Tan cierto como que el rio seguira fluyendo. Sangre con sangre, uno con otro permaneceremos asi aunque todo se haya dicho y hecho. Sangre con sangre, uno con otro y estare contigo hasta el final. Ahora Bobby es un rico abogado, Danny es medico y yo, soy solo el cantante de un grupo de rock con pelos largos. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;A pesar de los años&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; y la distancia entre nosotros y que ha sido un camino largo y solitario &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;si recibo una llamada en mitad de la noche estare a su lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Uno con otro permaneceremos asi aunque todo se haya dicho y hecho. Estare contigo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;hasta el final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-9170989518656360184?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/9170989518656360184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=9170989518656360184' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/9170989518656360184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/9170989518656360184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/aun-puedo-recordar-cuando-tan-solo-era.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SULmxbpmNuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/81hwnpqMc5U/s72-c/medallas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-6052242360428743563</id><published>2008-12-11T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:36:07.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ElResplandor*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUGUK_3WuCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/COAIqTmWn-0/s1600-h/respl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278663154918144034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUGUK_3WuCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/COAIqTmWn-0/s400/respl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"No voy a hacerte daño Wendy, &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;sólo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;voy a arrancarte tu jodida cabeza".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-6052242360428743563?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/6052242360428743563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=6052242360428743563' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6052242360428743563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6052242360428743563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-voy-hacerte-dao-wendy-slo-voy.html' title='ElResplandor*'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SUGUK_3WuCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/COAIqTmWn-0/s72-c/respl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-8161684911172744335</id><published>2008-12-09T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:22:57.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ST79Q_f9xLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PRTIYvY8Zao/s1600-h/lu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277934281690039474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ST79Q_f9xLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PRTIYvY8Zao/s400/lu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Yo soy rebelde porque el mundo me hizo así&lt;/span&gt;, porque nadie me ha tratado con amor, porque nadie me ha querido nunca a mi. Yo soy rebelde porque siempre sin razón me negaron todo aquello que pedí y me dieron solamente incomprensión. Y &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;yo quisiera ser como el niño aquel, como el hombre aquel que es &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Y quisiera dar&lt;/span&gt; lo que hay en mi, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;todo a cambio de una ilusión&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... y cantar y reir y &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;olvidar mi dolor&lt;/span&gt;... y cantar y reír y olvidar el dolor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luu (L&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-8161684911172744335?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/8161684911172744335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=8161684911172744335' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8161684911172744335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8161684911172744335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/yo-soy-rebelde-porque-el-mundo-me-hizo.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ST79Q_f9xLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PRTIYvY8Zao/s72-c/lu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-7129751037930750681</id><published>2008-12-08T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:38:39.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ST2g6gDcdkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SYMhGu_wb0A/s1600-h/yoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277551265245328962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ST2g6gDcdkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SYMhGu_wb0A/s320/yoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Las &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cicatrices&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nos enseñan que el &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pasado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fue &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;REAL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1338882880336203201-7129751037930750681?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/7129751037930750681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=7129751037930750681' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7129751037930750681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/7129751037930750681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/las-cicatrices-nos-ensean-que-el-pasado.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/ST2g6gDcdkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/SYMhGu_wb0A/s72-c/yoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-1113482312582845115</id><published>2008-12-06T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:09:04.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presente... ElMomentoEnElQueEstas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/STsiENnp83I/AAAAAAAAAEw/GYRJv_4umg4/s1600-h/n1326194327_171083_9499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276848844165477234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/STsiENnp83I/AAAAAAAAAEw/GYRJv_4umg4/s320/n1326194327_171083_9499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Todo concluye al fin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;nada puede escapar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;todo tiene un final todo termina&lt;/span&gt;. Tengo que comprender no es eterna la vida, el llanto en la risa, allí termina. Creía que el amor no tenia medidas o dejas de querer tal vez otra mujer. Y olvidé aquello que una vez pensaba que nunca acabaría, nunca acabaría, pero sin embargo terminó. Todo me demuestra que al final de cuentas termino cada día empiezo cada día, creyendo en mañana fracaso hoy. No puedo yo entender si es asi la verdad de que vale ganar si despues perder. Inútil es pelear, no puedo detenerlo &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;lo que hoy empecé no sera eterno&lt;/span&gt;. Creía que el amor no tenia medida o dejas de querer tal vez otra mujer. Olvide aquello que una vez pensaba que nunca acabaría, nunca acabaría pero sin embargo terminó. Todo me demuestra que al final de cuentas termino cada día empiezo cada día creyendo en mañana fracaso hoy. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Cuanta verdad hay en vivir solamente el momento en que estas&lt;/span&gt; si el presente... &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;el presente y nada mas&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/1338882880336203201-1113482312582845115?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/1113482312582845115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=1113482312582845115' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1113482312582845115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/1113482312582845115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/presente-elmomentoenelqueestas.html' title='Presente... ElMomentoEnElQueEstas.'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/STsiENnp83I/AAAAAAAAAEw/GYRJv_4umg4/s72-c/n1326194327_171083_9499.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-8545530832217325887</id><published>2008-12-02T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:08:56.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PorSiempreJoven*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/STWqhkocb6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/v1qTbNL8Yo8/s1600-h/Interb+Teatro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275310032280121250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/STWqhkocb6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/v1qTbNL8Yo8/s320/Interb+Teatro.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comencemos en la moda, bailemos un rato. El paraíso puede esperar, nosotros solo estamos mirando los cielos. Deseando lo mejor, pero esperando lo peor ¿Vas a soltar la bomba o no?&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Permitámonos permanecer jóvenes&lt;/span&gt;,o permitámonos vivir por siempre. Por siempre joven... &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Yo quiero ser por siempre joven&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;¿Realmente quieres vivir por siempre? Por siempre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-8545530832217325887?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/8545530832217325887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=8545530832217325887' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8545530832217325887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/8545530832217325887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/12/porsiemprejoven.html' title='PorSiempreJoven*'/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/STWqhkocb6I/AAAAAAAAAEo/v1qTbNL8Yo8/s72-c/Interb+Teatro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-5121441778702638836</id><published>2008-11-29T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:17:22.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/STIS0_XwkBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RTot7-DYDvM/s1600-h/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274298815177854994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/STIS0_XwkBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RTot7-DYDvM/s320/blog2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si dos mas dos diera tres este mundo no sería como es, la cuenta no daría lo que tengo, en tal caso el cuatro sería rengo. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Si dos mas dos diera tres este mundo no lo verías como lo ves&lt;/span&gt; y en la suma inoportuna de los lados al cuadrado le faltaría un costado. Si dos mas dos diera tres de seguro te calmaría un poco el stress, habría un punto menos de inflación y en la almacén un peso a mi favor. Si dos mas dos diera tres este blues no sería como es, en vez de dos por cuatro sería cuatro por tres o tres por tres o dos por tres. ¿dos por tres? llueve. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Y que distancia sería la vida si a cada suma le haría un sustraendo&lt;/span&gt; y que dichosa sería nuestra suerte que los cornudos serían unicornio. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Y a mí me faltaría un día menos para el alta en el manicomio&lt;/span&gt;. Y a mí me faltaría un día menos para el alta en el manicomio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-5121441778702638836?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/5121441778702638836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=5121441778702638836' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/5121441778702638836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/5121441778702638836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/11/si-dos-mas-dos-diera-tres-este-mundo-no.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/STIS0_XwkBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RTot7-DYDvM/s72-c/blog2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-4165318590978750575</id><published>2008-11-23T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T08:35:36.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSmF0DBImoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MkIXrCqy1sQ/s1600-h/estaaaaaaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271891968023632514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSmF0DBImoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MkIXrCqy1sQ/s320/estaaaaaaa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recuerdo hoy mirando atrás aquellas cosas que se llevan dentro del corazón. No sé muy bien que sucedió en esos tiempos, sólo importa ser un buen jugador. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;El valor de mis amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;el amor que no se va&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hoy me ayudan a sobrevivir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aquellas cosas en que no creía. Hay un lugar, hay un lugar que lo encuentras muy dentro de ti. Hay un lugar, hay un lugar desde donde podemos sentir... sólo sentir. Gracias a vos hoy puedo ver que lo mejor en este juego es ser un perdedor. ¿Qué ganaré si hay que aplastar el sueño de alguien porque sólo me interese triunfar? Cuando beses a tus hijos quizá lo comprenderás. Que la vida tiene mucho más que los millones, la ambición y el maltrato. Prisioneros sin saber, qué es perder o ganar. La locura nos arrastra al fin en avalanchas de ambición que asfixian la razón. Hay un lugar, hay un lugar, &lt;strong&gt;tantas cosas quisiera sentir&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;strong&gt; sólo sentir&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-4165318590978750575?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/4165318590978750575/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=4165318590978750575' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/4165318590978750575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/4165318590978750575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/11/recuerdo-hoy-mirando-atrs-aquellas.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSmF0DBImoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MkIXrCqy1sQ/s72-c/estaaaaaaa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-6643985005184192800</id><published>2008-11-21T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:16:50.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSdcFrFEo1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JbLM1kWN2pE/s1600-h/blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271283141393556306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSdcFrFEo1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JbLM1kWN2pE/s320/blog.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSdZ_vP8eZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/r0SnQ2aqG70/s1600-h/blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hiding all my fear&lt;br /&gt;My nightmare is becoming real&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hiding all my crimes and then&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all my ideas&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-6643985005184192800?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/6643985005184192800/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=6643985005184192800' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6643985005184192800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6643985005184192800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiding-all-my-fear-my-nightmare-is.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSdcFrFEo1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JbLM1kWN2pE/s72-c/blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-3338164422324556047</id><published>2008-11-20T13:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:27:32.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSXLF2wQlzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/V_9FuH1h4oI/s320/blogg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Porque al nacer, porque al crecer, porque al morir todo es vivir, no pienses más no hay marcha atras. Puedes correr, volar, reir, soñar sin pretencion con desición, vocacion, llegar al punto en tu interior para comprender, para entender esas preguntas de tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Poder &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;amar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tolerar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, aceptar, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aprender a perdonar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con alguien estar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, hacer el amor,&lt;br /&gt;sentirte vulnerable, despertar tu pasion, la noche vivir, las verdades decir por los que ahora extrañas y que esperan por ti, bailar, cantar, soñar, reir, llorar... alguna huella en esta vida dejar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que lindo es vivir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, que lindo es respirar, una cancion tener, un buen libro leer, pintar, escribir, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;un buen amigo tener,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; por ti, por mí, por todos los demás, que lindo es compartir, que lindo es respirar, subir, bajar, el alma desnudar, volver a nacer, volverte a encontrar.&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/1338882880336203201-550348854180688947?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/550348854180688947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=550348854180688947' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/550348854180688947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/550348854180688947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/11/porque-al-nacer-porque-al-crecer-porque.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSXLF2wQlzI/AAAAAAAAAEA/V_9FuH1h4oI/s72-c/blogg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1338882880336203201.post-6329221406402167020</id><published>2008-11-18T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T12:30:59.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMk6mB6yPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/vUR7p13RE4c/s1600-h/IMG_0992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270096578013219058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMk6mB6yPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/vUR7p13RE4c/s320/IMG_0992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"...Por más alejado que vos estés de tus amigos, los códigos siempre están,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no se rompen&lt;/em&gt;. Por supuesto que uno puede romper los códigos, los podes perder pero… te vas a quedar solo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Los códigos son las leyes que manejan cada relación. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Los códigos te marcan la vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hay gente que por códigos &lt;em&gt;da su vida&lt;/em&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1338882880336203201-6329221406402167020?l=seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/feeds/6329221406402167020/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1338882880336203201&amp;postID=6329221406402167020' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6329221406402167020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1338882880336203201/posts/default/6329221406402167020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seescapaeltiempo.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>solopara_amarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13456518840701833006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMgC76syQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PiBGfTwzi_c/S220/maru.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCo1R5eTYFo/SSMk6mB6yPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/vUR7p13RE4c/s72-c/IMG_0992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
