<?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-2759741715111372013</id><updated>2011-07-28T15:08:19.615-07:00</updated><category term='Q'/><title type='text'>Mi vida y mis poesias</title><subtitle type='html'>Este blogger va dedicado al amor,a la poesía y las evoluciones, nunca tengas miedo de expresar tus sentimientos recuerda que el amor es lo mas bello que a nuestra vida a podido llegar..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>DICIEMBRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SS8NF8Ke0JI/AAAAAAAAAIY/BGRntDYO5Ds/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 88px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SS8NF8Ke0JI/AAAAAAAAAIY/BGRntDYO5Ds/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273448084374737042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Época del ano donde la gente&lt;br /&gt;goza y vota toda su tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;donde es alegre, ríen los corazones&lt;br /&gt;toda pena se va.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor se estremece&lt;br /&gt;mas fe y mas abrazos&lt;br /&gt;mas gente comparten&lt;br /&gt;tu cariño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vida te sorprende&lt;br /&gt;con tus seres mas queridos&lt;br /&gt;y no hay pena, ni tristeza que&lt;br /&gt;cueste tanto mas que nuestro&lt;br /&gt;amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde le pedimos a santa,&lt;br /&gt;que nos de los mejores juguetes&lt;br /&gt;que nos cuide  nuestros padres&lt;br /&gt;que colme a las personas de muchas,&lt;br /&gt;pero muchas bendiciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que en esta navidad y siempre&lt;br /&gt;estemos juntos amándonos los&lt;br /&gt;unos a los otro y que se cumplan&lt;br /&gt;todas nuestras metas y sueños.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FELIZ NAVIDAD!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-6449360906700305334?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/6449360906700305334/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SOZxs64XCsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TrWbyp1XTDs/s1600-h/Ln0Gx2fbq5Xq.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SOZxs64XCsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TrWbyp1XTDs/s320/Ln0Gx2fbq5Xq.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253011031908092610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque nadie lo acepte&lt;br /&gt;que tu y yo nos amamos&lt;br /&gt;nadie tiene por que saberlo&lt;br /&gt;si no estamos robando&lt;br /&gt;el amor es lo mas intenso&lt;br /&gt;y mas si se goza con ganas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no hay que decirle al mundo&lt;br /&gt;lo que sale del alma&lt;br /&gt;el amor parece segarnos&lt;br /&gt;dicen muchos envidiosos&lt;br /&gt;por que aun no lo han  vivido&lt;br /&gt;no me importa te amo, te amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No importa lo que digan&lt;br /&gt;ni lo que piensan me interesa&lt;br /&gt;lo único que quiero es amarte&lt;br /&gt;con franqueza que lo sepa&lt;br /&gt;en la radio, el padre. también&lt;br /&gt;mi abuela que lo único que yo&lt;br /&gt;quiero es este amor de novela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eso de aceptar nuestro amor&lt;br /&gt;no va a destruir riquezas&lt;br /&gt;el amor hay que apoyarlo&lt;br /&gt;cuando es bueno como empieza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-1277221974615491404?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/1277221974615491404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=1277221974615491404' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-7146407197506857722</id><published>2008-10-03T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:01:08.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Si No Te Hubiera Conocido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SOYy0n49gdI/AAAAAAAAAII/P3JAYJs7zOo/s1600-h/8WdNQpztbHr6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SOYy0n49gdI/AAAAAAAAAII/P3JAYJs7zOo/s320/8WdNQpztbHr6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252941895016743378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No se que hubiera pasado con mi&lt;br /&gt;vida, se &lt;em&gt;acabarían&lt;/em&gt; todos mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;sin tu exixtencia amor, todo perdería&lt;br /&gt;el sentido si no te hubiera conocida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta vida seria fatal,&lt;br /&gt;no podría respirar, mi mundo&lt;br /&gt;fuera vació nada tendría sentido&lt;br /&gt;mi amor sin tu mirada enamorada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cada color sea  claro&lt;br /&gt;oscureciera sin tu luz&lt;br /&gt;por ti mis amaneceres son&lt;br /&gt;mas tiernos y mi vida a cambiado&lt;br /&gt;al conocerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siempre seremos dos&lt;br /&gt;infinita mente mi amor&lt;br /&gt;si no te hubiera conocido&lt;br /&gt;sin sentir tu corazón latiendo&lt;br /&gt;para mi a mil por horas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es como un sueno lo que yo&lt;br /&gt;siempre soñé tener, para ti&lt;br /&gt;no hay nadie mas, para mi tampoco&lt;br /&gt;mis ojos llorarían al saber que te&lt;br /&gt;pierdo eres mi corazón, por ti respiro&lt;br /&gt;y por ti muero yo eso siempre ten lo&lt;br /&gt;pendiente si no te hubiera conocido&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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suenas con&lt;br /&gt;amarme alguna vez,&lt;br /&gt;con enterrarte entre mis&lt;br /&gt;brazos en un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;de vino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vino rojo como el pino&lt;br /&gt;o blanco como la paloma&lt;br /&gt;nuestro amor es invencible&lt;br /&gt;es como el café con su aroma&lt;br /&gt;es como los lirios del campo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Amado no llores más&lt;br /&gt;mi amor por siempre tuyo&lt;br /&gt;sera, nadie te podrá ganar&lt;br /&gt;Nuestro amor es como una&lt;br /&gt;roca fuerte y duro que no&lt;br /&gt;muere aun sea de mal tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh amado espera por mi&lt;br /&gt;que yo soy la princesa&lt;br /&gt;que ronda en tus cuentos&lt;br /&gt;la que mantiene tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;abierto la que sufre y llora&lt;br /&gt;por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh amado, Oh amado&lt;br /&gt;Mi castillo se derrumba&lt;br /&gt;ven ya a amarme, amado&lt;br /&gt;espero por ti como la&lt;br /&gt;golondrina se espera.&lt;br /&gt;Amado mio oh amado, oh&lt;br /&gt;amado te amo, te quiero&lt;br /&gt;mi amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-4516586029086691768?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/4516586029086691768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=4516586029086691768' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/4516586029086691768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/4516586029086691768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SM-9tKg9PgI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iO36IOSLYQQ/s320/redes_grupojovenes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246620674524265986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mi amista es muy duradera&lt;div&gt;así lo creo de ustedes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siempre me llevan de aquí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para aya como si esto fuera &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;un concierto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amigos y compañeros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nada de vivir separados &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;venceremos al mundo entero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nuestra amistad es extensa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cada día nuestra amista &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crece mas, es como cuando &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;salgo y toco a sus puertas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no se detienen y me abren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Padre y madre no se pueden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entrometer siempre seremos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amigos de esos que son &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por siempre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nadie no separara &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eso ni lo mencionen escalaremos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;montanas tiraremos nuestro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;orgullo al piso pero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la amistad de un amigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;debe existir x 100 pre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-89984454423845729?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/89984454423845729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=89984454423845729' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-1714467350711807691</id><published>2008-09-04T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T07:41:33.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esto fue un recorrido que ise por el sur de Sto Dgo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 426px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=121890442&amp;amp;ver=102906" quality="high" salign="lt" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="426" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right: 1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;amp;refid=121890442"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right: 1px;" target="_BLANK" 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title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=1714467350711807691' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/1714467350711807691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/1714467350711807691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='Esto fue un recorrido que ise por el sur de Sto Dgo'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-6999081336594338530</id><published>2008-09-02T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:17:59.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>' NUNCA ME DIGAS ADIÓS '</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SL1sqRqPXVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oWCk-z5oTEs/s1600-h/402699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SL1sqRqPXVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oWCk-z5oTEs/s320/402699.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241465014880001362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nunca me digas a dios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esas son palabras tristes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cuando dos personas se quieren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nunca deben despedirce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nunca me digas a dio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nunca me dejes de amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por que personas como&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tu y yo estamos en este mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;para amar y por amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nunca me digas a dios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ni me pidas que te dejes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por que para morir de dolor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prefiero quedar en tu redes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nunca me digas a dios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nunca, nunca pero nunca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por que el amor que vive en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;es mas fuerte que mis huesos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-6999081336594338530?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/6999081336594338530/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=6999081336594338530' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-3027754604180066363</id><published>2008-09-02T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T09:15:29.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BESITOS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.enchulatupagina.com/comentarios-en-espanol/besos/besitos-66955.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://recursos.fotocajon.com/enchulatupagina/img003/OrptcqLyrKf0.gif" border=0 title="Imagenes para hi5"&gt; &lt;br&gt;Imagenes para hi5 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que me despierto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si  te vas a trabajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando voy de viaje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al salir a pacear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor se florece con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me encuentro enferma me sanas con .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que voy de vacaciones me abrazas y me das.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De besitos se trata nuestro amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con un besitos tuyos  soy feliz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-3027754604180066363?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/3027754604180066363/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=3027754604180066363' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/3027754604180066363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/3027754604180066363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/09/besitos.html' title='BESITOS.'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-1515816245060539115</id><published>2008-09-01T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:57:20.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El beso de respiracion Boca A Boca!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SLyPBbuMmPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p0thQ4IZAJ0/s1600-h/Kiss0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SLyPBbuMmPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/p0thQ4IZAJ0/s320/Kiss0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241221321136576754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los chicos no me creían&lt;br /&gt;cuando me asía la muerta&lt;br /&gt;tu ibas y te acercabas&lt;br /&gt;y me abrías la puerta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón tembló&lt;br /&gt;todo mundo lo oyó sonar&lt;br /&gt;al tocar tu boca con mi boca&lt;br /&gt;en ese agonisante mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mal de amores tenia yo&lt;br /&gt;sufría y me ahogaba por&lt;br /&gt;dentro en tenerte frente a mi cuarto&lt;br /&gt;y no poderlo gritar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gritabas 1, 2, 3&lt;br /&gt;y yo contaba hasta cuatro&lt;br /&gt;me encantaba tu rica aroma&lt;br /&gt;lo pegajoso de tu boca y como&lt;br /&gt;tocabas mi pecho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quería enrollarme en tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;pero eso no era preciso&lt;br /&gt;la respiración boca boca&lt;br /&gt;despertó hasta los becinos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo decían estas&lt;br /&gt;loco esta chica esta&lt;br /&gt;muerta esa respiración boca&lt;br /&gt;boca padece de la razon&lt;br /&gt;esa respiración boca a boca&lt;br /&gt;esta haciendo que esa chica&lt;br /&gt;pierda también el corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si se muere vete con ella&lt;br /&gt;ella te ama y te quiere&lt;br /&gt;por eso esta ahí tirada&lt;br /&gt;y sin respiración por&lt;br /&gt;que no quiere vivir&lt;br /&gt;mas sin su amado protector.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-1515816245060539115?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/1515816245060539115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te besa y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; te acaricia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;la piel del susurro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de una hoja de mi bella&lt;br /&gt;tierna y blanca piel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero que ella te toque&lt;br /&gt;que te aleje mas de mi&lt;br /&gt;sufro lloro y muero&lt;br /&gt;por que no te quiero&lt;br /&gt;herir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivo muero&lt;br /&gt;por ti y por mis&lt;br /&gt;celos ya no se ni que decir&lt;br /&gt;si te tengo me siento muda&lt;br /&gt;si te dejo te aparto de mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que elijas si me&lt;br /&gt;amas quiero que sufras si me&lt;br /&gt;haces sufrir que pagues por tus&lt;br /&gt;enganos si celarte te aleja de mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el viento te sopla&lt;br /&gt;me da ganas de tocarte estoy&lt;br /&gt;tan cerca de ti  que no&lt;br /&gt;quiero ilucionarme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-4741688942717671889?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/4741688942717671889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=4741688942717671889' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/4741688942717671889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/4741688942717671889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/09/celos.html' title='Celos'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SLyFgnnL-TI/AAAAAAAAAG0/HlvAKMeCptA/s72-c/celos.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-5772956561514697943</id><published>2008-08-29T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:09:34.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTO ES ALGO DIFERENTE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ad.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" 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pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKxHpd5dBiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EbtU65e6PIc/s320/fantas%C3%ADas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236639244450858530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Amarte entre una montana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Hacer una caminata por tu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Bailar bellydance por toda la playa para ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Pedir visa para ir al espacio a poner una bandera.&lt;br /&gt;con tu nombre en el espacio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-Hablar con el papa para que nos case por el aire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Entrar en tus sueños y pintarte la mejor forma para.&lt;br /&gt;compartir el amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Cantarte una serenata en el patio de tus padres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-Llevarte flores ala oficina en manera secreta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-Mandarte Mil correos electrónicos CON UN  TE AMOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-Pusiera una bosina en el plato de mi casa y le vocearía a todo&lt;br /&gt;el mundo nuestro amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-5618224370197894207?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/5618224370197894207/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=5618224370197894207' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/5618224370197894207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/5618224370197894207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/08/mis-10-fantasias.html' title='Mis 10 fantasias'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKxHpd5dBiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EbtU65e6PIc/s72-c/fantas%C3%ADas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-414613767019954966</id><published>2008-08-20T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:29:37.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El bAriO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKw2qWxj8OI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hnZNpZ0Ql08/s1600-h/nicaragua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKw2qWxj8OI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hnZNpZ0Ql08/s320/nicaragua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236620568020906210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El bario continua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amargo, sangriento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desperdiciado, despreciado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por muchos honrados por pocos.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solo comenta el bario&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;es lo mas cruel, ya &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no puedo mas vivir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pero así es esta vida &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poco trabajo se encuentra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uno por ser de el bario&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lamento no haberme preparado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas de calidad o especialidad &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lo de el bario es vestir elegante&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buscar gatas pa janguear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perrear y alborotar a las&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shorty ellas son las dueñas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de la calle y yo el jefe del &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El bario temibles pa muchos &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;así los catalogan los santurrones&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;los que solo ven y callan solo &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;están para ver callar y sufrir.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por que? porque así es el bario&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;así son sus jefes y el bario&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;manda mas  verdad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Así terminan muchas gentes en &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;el bario, esa es la vida que no debes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de desear tener por que aveces&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aun que no lo creas la vida te suma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tus errores entiendes&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/2759741715111372013-414613767019954966?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/414613767019954966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=414613767019954966' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/414613767019954966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/414613767019954966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/08/el-bario.html' title='El bAriO'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKw2qWxj8OI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hnZNpZ0Ql08/s72-c/nicaragua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-5521920159258182730</id><published>2008-08-14T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T07:17:17.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Santo Domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKQ9T3oT-ZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wsKDqJ_HUUc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKQ9T3oT-ZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wsKDqJ_HUUc/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234376078471199122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciudad hermosa&lt;br /&gt;capital rica y sabrosa&lt;br /&gt;dueña de bellas playas&lt;br /&gt;un lindo sol frescas montanas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batida a veces por delincuentes&lt;br /&gt;sometida a toda murmuración&lt;br /&gt;no importa así te quiero&lt;br /&gt;por que eres mi digna nación&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sufro en mis arrabales&lt;br /&gt;muerta de sed y de &lt;span class="p"  style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hambre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perdida voy por tu calle&lt;br /&gt;sin ningún perro que me ladre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eres ardiente como una&lt;br /&gt;cobra, creciente y florecida&lt;br /&gt;como la amapola vives en un terreno&lt;br /&gt;lleno de preciosas amazonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera decirte mas&lt;br /&gt;pero me sale esto del alma&lt;br /&gt;y lo mas que me favorece.&lt;br /&gt;Es que soy hija de tu patria&lt;br /&gt;fundada por los mejores&lt;br /&gt;lucharon hasta morir&lt;br /&gt;No hay patria como la mia&lt;br /&gt;en ella es que quiero morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2759741715111372013-5521920159258182730?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/5521920159258182730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=5521920159258182730' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/5521920159258182730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/5521920159258182730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/08/santo-domingo.html' title='Santo Domingo'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKQ9T3oT-ZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wsKDqJ_HUUc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-9154649482577693571</id><published>2008-08-14T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T06:56:44.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKQ41xKSY3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Wc5vlrgiA2o/s1600-h/1605191374_4ed1684766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKQ41xKSY3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Wc5vlrgiA2o/s320/1605191374_4ed1684766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234371163292066674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tengo la esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de algún día volver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a verte, sueno con tenerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entre mis brazos ardientes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;besarte hasta el cansancio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sin peros y sin plegarias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que este verde y lindo amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;puedan florecer sus frutos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y convertirse en el ser mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amado de este estrecho y amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;profundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Otra forma de amarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entre la hierba verde y fresca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entre el susurro de mis pecas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entre mi ombligo madriguero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bello sensual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh entre los bellos bosques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donde el amor no tiene limites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donde se recorre toda una animalada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pación, silvestre del campo ardiente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;susurrado solo por el amor y una gran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esperanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esperanza que no quiero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;que se acabe mas que siga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dando sus frutos entre tu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y el mio no hay veletas, no hay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moribundos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-9154649482577693571?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/9154649482577693571/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=9154649482577693571' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/9154649482577693571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/9154649482577693571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/08/esperanza.html' title='Esperanza'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SKQ41xKSY3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Wc5vlrgiA2o/s72-c/1605191374_4ed1684766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-6796141925348722382</id><published>2008-08-14T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T06:18:42.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maldecidas</title><content type='html'>Maldecidas por las olas&lt;br /&gt;triste, triste oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;daña todos mis sentido&lt;br /&gt;vivir ya no puedo mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenia que ser de fuego&lt;br /&gt;tenia que ser de palo&lt;br /&gt;y no seguir sufriendo&lt;br /&gt;en esta ciudad de puros&lt;br /&gt;frutos amargos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es su nombre quien lo dice&lt;br /&gt;todo y por ella estoy en su&lt;br /&gt;antojo no quiero durar mis&lt;br /&gt;anos cansados y maldecidos&lt;br /&gt;por la horrible e impaciente&lt;br /&gt;humillada vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maldecida pasaras la vida&lt;br /&gt;si no te sen tras en tus anos&lt;br /&gt;si no cambia tus engaños,si tus&lt;br /&gt;días son como el fruto amargo&lt;br /&gt;o como el maldecido ruin señor&lt;br /&gt;que viaja de flor en flor&lt;br /&gt;buscando una caridad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-6796141925348722382?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/6796141925348722382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=6796141925348722382' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/6796141925348722382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/6796141925348722382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/08/maldecidas.html' title='Maldecidas'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-7220745235636621069</id><published>2008-08-07T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T07:52:00.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.therican.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.therican.com/Images/Myspace_Comments/Emo/images/fashionanimation.gif" alt="&lt;span class=" error="" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pasarela perfecta de la mujer&lt;br /&gt;siempre activada con sus va y ven&lt;br /&gt;ellas son fashionistas&lt;br /&gt;amigas intimas de las modas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estilos incandescentes&lt;br /&gt;colores adecuados e inadecuados&lt;br /&gt;viajes a paises por la misma&lt;br /&gt;moda cambia de cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;maquillaje y ropa por la&lt;br /&gt;dichosa moda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te hacen gastar tus tarjetas de&lt;br /&gt;créditos te hacen correr el riesgo&lt;br /&gt;de que te embargen el apartamento&lt;br /&gt;y todo por que por la lindura, exhausta moda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cambian de colores&lt;br /&gt;y de acciones si le dices&lt;br /&gt;no puedo comprarte esa&lt;br /&gt;ropa, carteras, zapatos&lt;br /&gt;o bufanda nueva todo por que&lt;br /&gt;por la dichosa moda.&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/2759741715111372013-7220745235636621069?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/7220745235636621069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=7220745235636621069' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/7220745235636621069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/7220745235636621069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/08/moda.html' title='Moda'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-9019154089041190719</id><published>2008-07-29T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:01.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sufriendo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SI873LSxDXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/q6AHudIb_CE/s1600-h/duele.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SI873LSxDXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/q6AHudIb_CE/s320/duele.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228463511510781298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella estas a dolorida&lt;br /&gt;nadie la entiende&lt;br /&gt;se siente sola&lt;br /&gt;llora desconsolada&lt;br /&gt;y sola sufre sus penas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dice que fue&lt;br /&gt;un castigo que&lt;br /&gt;no encuentra refugio&lt;br /&gt;su madre la desprecio&lt;br /&gt;después de aquello&lt;br /&gt;sucio y desgraciado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que pena que mal&lt;br /&gt;es mi destino&lt;br /&gt;se dice desconsolada&lt;br /&gt;pero no encuentra paz&lt;br /&gt;ya no tiene refugio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el malvado solo&lt;br /&gt;le dejo el cuerpo echo&lt;br /&gt;trozos le desgarro el&lt;br /&gt;alma jamas volverá a ser&lt;br /&gt;feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jura con quitarse&lt;br /&gt;la vida dice no encontrar&lt;br /&gt;un amor que la ayude&lt;br /&gt;a borrar lo amargo que&lt;br /&gt;le paso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;así se encuentra&lt;br /&gt;ella después de ser&lt;br /&gt;violada, ultrajada&lt;br /&gt;quiere tirar ce&lt;br /&gt;del mas grande de los&lt;br /&gt;precipicios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy nadie le brinda&lt;br /&gt;un auxilio&lt;br /&gt;solo la juzgan&lt;br /&gt;no aporta la ley&lt;br /&gt;ni la policía&lt;br /&gt;malvada gente&lt;br /&gt;digo que gentes&lt;br /&gt;son una sucia porquería.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comprenden que&lt;br /&gt;ella sufre sola&lt;br /&gt;no sabe si fue infectada&lt;br /&gt;embarazada o desgarraron&lt;br /&gt;su alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dios da le consuelo&lt;br /&gt;a ese angelito&lt;br /&gt;tuyo que sufre y muere&lt;br /&gt;decepcionado por un error&lt;br /&gt;que no cometió, alguien&lt;br /&gt;la uso y no la ayudo&lt;br /&gt;fue una niña que violo&lt;br /&gt;le rompió su corazón&lt;br /&gt;junto con su dignidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malvado el que le&lt;br /&gt;ase algo así a una&lt;br /&gt;niña que solo&lt;br /&gt;jugaba con sus muñecas&lt;br /&gt;a su madre obedecía&lt;br /&gt;para hoy ser la burla&lt;br /&gt;de la absurda miserable&lt;br /&gt;vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-9019154089041190719?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/9019154089041190719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=9019154089041190719' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/9019154089041190719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/9019154089041190719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/07/sufriendo.html' title='Sufriendo'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SI873LSxDXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/q6AHudIb_CE/s72-c/duele.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-4550923750770782797</id><published>2008-07-25T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:01.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fragancia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SIpKvzi1YoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/61TBGmon5t4/s1600-h/Rosas_927805501_rosa024.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SIpKvzi1YoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/61TBGmon5t4/s320/Rosas_927805501_rosa024.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227072502667502210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desde la rica aurora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desde la fresca miel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desciende una fragancia &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y no es de bechamel.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corre por tu piel &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desnuda y alumbra en &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;el amanecer da todo, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lo que es su aroma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fragancia bella rica,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rica,rica unm que rica y &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;penetra toda mi piel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no me puedo contener.&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Los rosales le quedan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cortos la alborada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ni expresarlo mi amor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esta loco de la fragancia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de la fragancia de una niña.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-4550923750770782797?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/4550923750770782797/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=4550923750770782797' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/4550923750770782797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/4550923750770782797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/07/fragancia.html' title='fragancia.'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SIpKvzi1YoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/61TBGmon5t4/s72-c/Rosas_927805501_rosa024.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-8357099168603262241</id><published>2008-07-22T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:01.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi angel de la alegria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SIX0enNPXPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QcNyTmb6TBI/s1600-h/angelsonriente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SIX0enNPXPI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QcNyTmb6TBI/s320/angelsonriente.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225851749391097074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me ensenas  día a día&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;que  hay que   llorar primero  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;para reír después es &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lo máximo.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;el cultivar la alegría&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solo dará alegría&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entre alegrijes y dibujos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dibujas, cantas y ríes&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soy tu ángel vida mía&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tu ángel de la alegría&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te tienes que olvidar &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;del dolor, nadie va a lastimarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estaré aquí pa reír contigo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nos burlaremos de ellos estaremos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;riéndonos a tiempo completo&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mi alegría es tu alegría&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ya somos dos mañana seremos&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas que bien alma mía encontraste&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;la felicidad encontraste a tu ángel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de la alegría.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-8357099168603262241?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/8357099168603262241/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=8357099168603262241' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-2944040300497478568</id><published>2008-07-22T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:02.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que ironía.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SIXrsy6MMLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4NGxGalxs1w/s1600-h/ironia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SIXrsy6MMLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4NGxGalxs1w/s320/ironia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225842097445941426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que ironía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que ironía,&lt;br /&gt;Aveces aun que no lo creas&lt;br /&gt;la vida te da sorpresas que jamas&lt;br /&gt;pensaba que existían o que algún&lt;br /&gt;día tendría que escuchar de ellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La situación no va contigo&lt;br /&gt;los malos momentos te asustan.&lt;br /&gt;Tus problemas los resuelves bailando&lt;br /&gt;eso es mas que ironía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La valentía, la felicidad&lt;br /&gt;gozar sin pensar en lo&lt;br /&gt;que vendrá mañana&lt;br /&gt;chica!! que ironía.&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/2759741715111372013-2944040300497478568?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/2944040300497478568/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=2944040300497478568' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/2944040300497478568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/2944040300497478568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/07/que-irona.html' title='Que ironía.'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SIXrsy6MMLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4NGxGalxs1w/s72-c/ironia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-5703410155300461309</id><published>2008-07-21T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:02.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi bella sinfonia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SISZ8-y2mtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/yvK2AKUdG94/s1600-h/2t_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SISZ8-y2mtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/yvK2AKUdG94/s320/2t_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225470740584110802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mi Bella Sinfonía&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como música al viento&lt;br /&gt;como bella alegría&lt;br /&gt;amor escribo las letras&lt;br /&gt;de mi bella sinfonía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te quiero tu lo sabes&lt;br /&gt;la melodía es perfecta&lt;br /&gt;pero a mor mi valentía vale&lt;br /&gt;mas de lo que piensas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por eso te escribo hoy&lt;br /&gt;cuando el día es mas&lt;br /&gt;nublado cuando las calles&lt;br /&gt;son perfecta para que sigas&lt;br /&gt;disfrutando de mi bella sinfonía&lt;br /&gt;perfecta.&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/2759741715111372013-5703410155300461309?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/5703410155300461309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=5703410155300461309' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-1378490111552066569</id><published>2008-07-15T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:12:43.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi fiel amigo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi fiel amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te estaba buscando desde hace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiempo, hablaba de ti sin existir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por que te necesitaba estaba esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;que te acercaras a mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lleve tiempo tratando de buscarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hoy que te tengo me niego a perderte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mi fiel amigo eres el mejor,el mejor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de este imposible mundo tu amista y tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; comprencion valen oro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tu amistad no tiene precio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Es imposible comprarla vales &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mucho y poco te aprecian que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solo yo necesitaba de ti hoy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;con mi linda sonrisa y mi larga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amistad te encontré.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esta se la dedicado a Víctor Disla.&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/2759741715111372013-1378490111552066569?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/1378490111552066569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=1378490111552066569' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/1378490111552066569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/1378490111552066569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/07/mi-fiel-amigo.html' title='Mi fiel amigo.'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-2155176422485011307</id><published>2008-07-14T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:21:10.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dios escucha mis ruegos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando me siento sola. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando busco alguien para compartir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando lloro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ando tengo miedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando estoy en mis malos momentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando dices que no me quieres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando me peleas sin sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando la rabia me agobia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando lo mas que amo en la vida no me hace caso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando veo la vida y todo me da igual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando la gente no sabe quien soy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando no pienso en mas que en ti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando tengo ganas de morir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando no quiera esistir mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuando crea que mi vida se derrumba mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-2155176422485011307?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/2155176422485011307/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=2155176422485011307' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/2155176422485011307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/2155176422485011307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/07/dios-escucha-mis-ruegos.html' title='Dios escucha mis ruegos.'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-8172667468617596169</id><published>2008-07-14T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:22:57.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El amor te da fortaleza.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;En esos días que te sientes triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sola, o deprimida, donde nadie te escucha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;donde la soledad es tu mejor amigo(A).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Donde buscas pero no encuentras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;la amistad con tus familiares es pobre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;y la fortaleza es mala para ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cuando vez alguien que te ignora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que en vez de estar con tigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prefiere irse a jugar o se burla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-8172667468617596169?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/8172667468617596169/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=8172667468617596169' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/8172667468617596169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/8172667468617596169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/07/el-amor-te-da-fortaleza.html' title='El amor te da fortaleza.'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-1525087864941516568</id><published>2008-07-08T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:17:10.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las claves que uso ave ses con mi lindo amor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuando me agarro el pecho es de la emoción tan grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;que  siento al sentirme a tu lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cuando sierro los ojos es para no ver y envolverme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en el perfecto  mundo tuyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cuando tapo mis oídos es para no oír lo estúpido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;del mundo y solo permitirme a tu susurros y tus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gemidos que me vuelven marabilloza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-1525087864941516568?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/1525087864941516568/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=1525087864941516568' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/1525087864941516568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/1525087864941516568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/07/las-claves-que-uso-ave-ses-con-mi-lindo.html' title='Las claves que uso ave ses con mi lindo amor.'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-3039962993248866927</id><published>2008-07-08T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:02.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SHORHGVJ1HI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rSINVi5gm6E/s1600-h/isawrys-pensativa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SHORHGVJ1HI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rSINVi5gm6E/s320/isawrys-pensativa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220675944196985970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Como duele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entrañarte en esta injusta primavera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tenerte en sueños y no hacerlo realidad  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saber que a aquél día fuiste mio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caminar por la vida sin a ver conseguido tu  cariño&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no sentir tu piel en la madrugada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poder mirarte desde mi intensa soledad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y jamas bailar al ritmo de tu bolero.&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/2759741715111372013-3039962993248866927?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/3039962993248866927/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=3039962993248866927' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/3039962993248866927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/3039962993248866927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/07/como-duele-entraarte-en-esta-injusta.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SHORHGVJ1HI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rSINVi5gm6E/s72-c/isawrys-pensativa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-8145761434621591581</id><published>2008-06-27T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:07:36.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las rosas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SL1yyhoSsoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RBXgWZna0ng/s1600-h/Jarron+de+15+rosas+rojas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SL1yyhoSsoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RBXgWZna0ng/s320/Jarron+de+15+rosas+rojas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241471753675518594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las rosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las rosas sin agua se secan&lt;br /&gt;y el amor sin beso se olvida&lt;br /&gt;amado eres la belleza que&lt;br /&gt;le das luz a mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los pétalos de la rosa se secan&lt;br /&gt;con calor y los besos que le das&lt;br /&gt;al alma se secan con tan solo&lt;br /&gt;el dolor y una traición.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las rosas y las poesías esa son&lt;br /&gt;la vida mía y un amor como el&lt;br /&gt;tuyo mi mas grande chulería.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SL1yyhoSsoI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RBXgWZna0ng/s72-c/Jarron+de+15+rosas+rojas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-1042629825372692576</id><published>2008-06-27T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:03.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SGUWHPbxZCI/AAAAAAAAADg/A-xyp5CuxTA/s1600-h/hada_paisaje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SGUWHPbxZCI/AAAAAAAAADg/A-xyp5CuxTA/s320/hada_paisaje.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216600057036497954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;El pintor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Le pedí a un pintor que me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;pintara, que me desnudara&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;para el viento,pero lo que &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;nunca pudo pintar fue el&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;amor que por ti siento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; Entre pincel y pincel&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;me enamore sin saber&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;y entre pincel y pincel&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;me dejaste de querer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Cuando lloras me desojas&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;cuando ríes me encuentro&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;feliz, cuando dibujas me siento &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;muy sola por que pintar te aleja&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;        de mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un pintor pinto una rosa&lt;br /&gt;un pintor pinto un clavel&lt;br /&gt;pero lo que no pudo pintar&lt;br /&gt;fue el amor de esta mujer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br 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tu destino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con la música al viento&lt;br /&gt;te quisiera preguntar&lt;br /&gt;si te gustaría que fuera&lt;br /&gt;como una estrella de&lt;br /&gt;      mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor que te tengo es un&lt;br /&gt;amor verdadero no hay&lt;br /&gt;dolor, no hay mas miedo para&lt;br /&gt;tu amor estaré como un duende entre&lt;br /&gt;senderos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-7205059973589550756?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/7205059973589550756/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=7205059973589550756' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hace tiempo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me jure no amarte y hoy no pude cumplir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dejarte libre y tan solo la idea me estaban volviendo loca(o).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caminar hacia otro rumbo y salia y volvía  a tu dirección.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me banaba una vez y otra vez y nunca pude borrar tus besos de mi piel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dormía todo el día a ver si entraba en pesadillas y solo sonaba con tus lindos ojos y el amor k te tenia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cortaba ramos y flores como para un entierro y luego la luz y el viento me susurran cuanto te quiero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hace tiempo te jure que jamas volvería lo nuestro y hoy muero por decirte que sin tu amor aquí  me estoy muriendo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando ando en las calles sufriendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando necesito un plato de comida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando duermo arropado con &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;periódicos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando no he tenido un padre o una madre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reír&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; o llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;con el o ella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando el dolor y el h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anbre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; me consumen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando me vez trabajar desde temprano y no me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;das un peso cuando te lo pido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;miceria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; me arrastra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando la desesperanza me ahoga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando nadie me tiende su mano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Y quien sufre por mi cuando yo soy un don nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;mi pasaporte es el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hanbre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;, mi maleta la desesperanza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;mi abrigo un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;periódico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;, mi comida una migaja de tu basura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;mi casa las calles de por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ahí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;,mi padre y madre la soledad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Y lo peor de todo quien sufre por mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando me doy un golpe, cuando me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;asfixia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;miceria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;,cuando la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;desgrasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; es mi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;única&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; amiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cuando mi vida es una mierda, una basura,algo sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;importancia para ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;así&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; que aun sigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;preguntándome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;a mi mismo quien diablos sufre por mi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-9028951587052830532?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/9028951587052830532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=9028951587052830532' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/9028951587052830532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/9028951587052830532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/06/quien-sufre-por-mi.html' title='Quien sufre por 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Así es la pación de nosotros 2 en3 lazados a un mismo cuerpo sintiendo el fuego de tus entrañas y mis gemidos que piden a un mas. Preciosa es la llama de pación que brotas el furor de tus sentidos fundiéndome todos acariciando mi lindo cuerpo, dejando te llevar por la lujuria y el amor es preciosa la manera en que me ases el a mor....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-1919812721629960209?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/1919812721629960209/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=1919812721629960209' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/1919812721629960209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/1919812721629960209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-es-la-pacin-de-nosotros-2-en3.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-6315551668288677618</id><published>2008-06-12T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:37:26.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.enchulatupagina.com/comentarios-en-ingles/amigos/thanks-friends-61753.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://recursos.fotocajon.com/enchulatupagina/img003/RmRF5G76eD3H.gif" border=0 title="Comentarios para hi5"&gt; &lt;br&gt;Comentarios para hi5 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-6315551668288677618?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/6315551668288677618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=6315551668288677618' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/6315551668288677618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/6315551668288677618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/06/comentarios-para-hi5.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-2707274288300315912</id><published>2008-06-12T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:00:31.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yo Soy Tu Luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Deje mi luz a tu alrededor para que guíe tu camino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Deje un lucero asía tus pies para que te pueda guiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yo soy tu luz y siempre seré tu lucero para que confíes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;amor soy la dueña de tus sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Como barca que te espera, como hermosa primavera amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;espero por ti para que veas que es de veras la luz que te ilumina, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;la luz que a ti te espera amor de mis amores luz de mi ilución. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-2707274288300315912?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/2707274288300315912/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=2707274288300315912' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/2707274288300315912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/2707274288300315912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/06/yo-soy-tu-luz.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-6254612950255339556</id><published>2008-06-12T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T06:46:26.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Q'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuanto Quisiera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuanto Quisiera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Besarte cada noche y decirte que te quiero mas y cada &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;día&lt;/span&gt; mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuanto Quisiera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Decirle a todo el mundo que te amo como una loca&lt;br /&gt;que solo tu puedes controlar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuanto Quisiera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Estar con &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;tigo&lt;/span&gt; y decirte que te necesito en mi mente&lt;br /&gt;y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;corazón&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuanto Quisiera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Que olvidemos el pasado y formemos un &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuanto Quisiera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Terminar este gran sueno y convertirlo en realidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuanto Q...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Me pregunto que faltara para ver este deseo echo realidad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-6254612950255339556?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/6254612950255339556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=6254612950255339556' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/6254612950255339556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/6254612950255339556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/06/cuanto-quisiera-cuanto-quisiera-besarte.html' title=''/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-8827298823239756874</id><published>2008-06-02T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:03.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Palabra perfecta El capitulo perfecto para el amor"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SEQaeBbDoSI/AAAAAAAAABo/jap8j__XwUY/s1600-h/eGruposDMime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SEQaeBbDoSI/AAAAAAAAABo/jap8j__XwUY/s320/eGruposDMime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207316172227453218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;La preeminencia del amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si yo hablase en lenguas humanas y angélicas, y no tengo amor, vengo a ser como un metal que resuena, o címbalo que retine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si tuviese profecía, y entendiese todos los misterios y toda ciencia y si tuviese toda la fe, de tal manera que trasladase los montes , y no tengo amor, nada soy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si repartiese todos mis bienes  para dar de comer  a los pobres, y si entregase  mi cuerpo para ser quemado, y no tengo amor, de nada me sirve .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor es sufrido, es benigno: el amor no tiene envidia, el amor no es jactancioso, no se envanece,  no hace nada indebido, no busca lo suyo, no se irrita, no guarda rencor, no se goza de la injusticia, mas goza de la verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo sufre, todo lo cree, todo lo espera, todo lo soporta.&lt;br /&gt;El amor nunca deja de ser , pero las profecías se acabaran y cesaran  las lenguas, y la ciencia  acabara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque en parte  conocemos y en parte  profetizamos,  mas  cuando venga lo perfecto entonces lo que es en parte se acabara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando yo era niño  hablaba como niño, pensaba como niño, juzgaba como niño , mas  cuando ya fui hombre, deje lo que era niño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora vemos por espejos, oscuramente, mas entonces veremos cara a cara. Ahora conozco en parte, pero entonces  conoceré como fui  conocido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora permanecen la fe, la esperanza, y el amor, estos tres, pero el mayor de todos es el amor.&lt;br /&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/2759741715111372013-8827298823239756874?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/8827298823239756874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=8827298823239756874' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/8827298823239756874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-2793903933743802820</id><published>2008-06-02T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:04.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SEQLRjJGwRI/AAAAAAAAABg/g0N_5v55yT4/s1600-h/gaviota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SEQLRjJGwRI/AAAAAAAAABg/g0N_5v55yT4/s320/gaviota.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207299465266250002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero llegar a ser grande.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero cambiar mis modales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ser alguien en el futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero tener mis propios sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero cantos de alegría.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero combatir el mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero sincerarme con tigo dios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero siempre contar con tigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero vivir la libertad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero amar sin limites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero investigar los planetas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero volar despierta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ser yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero abrir mis alas al mas aya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-2793903933743802820?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/2793903933743802820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=2793903933743802820' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-5178608131519152173</id><published>2008-06-01T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T14:20:07.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¡SOLO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solo dos palabras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Te quiero y te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Un solo verso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Lo que es nuestro amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Una sola esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nuestro amor convertido para eterno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Una sola fuerza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nuestros  corazones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Un solo camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;La fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Una sola meta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Unir nuestros grandes triunfos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Una sola vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tu y  yo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2759741715111372013-5178608131519152173?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/5178608131519152173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=5178608131519152173' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/5178608131519152173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/5178608131519152173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/06/solo.html' title='¡SOLO!'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-3878179810796758155</id><published>2008-05-14T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:57:51.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shannel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img15.glitterfy.com/135/glitterfy095553811D37.gif" alt="Glitter Photos" border=0 /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/"&gt;[Glitterfy.com - *Glitter Photos*]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxMDc3Njk2MzU*MyZwdD*xMjEwNzc3MDY1MTQ5JnA9NTQ5MDEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MQ==.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-3878179810796758155?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/3878179810796758155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=3878179810796758155' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/3878179810796758155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/3878179810796758155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/05/shannel.html' title='Shannel'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-7164165746005261541</id><published>2008-05-13T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:04.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solos tu y yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SCmbB2WdeuI/AAAAAAAAABY/J484RrhR9BA/s1600-h/2030210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199857700847844066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SCmbB2WdeuI/AAAAAAAAABY/J484RrhR9BA/s320/2030210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solos Tu y yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comiéndonos&lt;/span&gt; A besos. Solos tu y yo sabiendo lo que es bueno.Solos tu y yo probando lo mas lindo de nuestros cuerpos.Solos tu y yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olvidando nos&lt;/span&gt; del tiempo.Solos tu y yo observando el cielo azul.Solos tu y yo con un fuego tan intenso.Solos tu y yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;devorando nos&lt;/span&gt; mi amor.Solos tu y yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;confundiendonos&lt;/span&gt; por dentro.Y si esto no es amor solos tu y yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;diríamos&lt;/span&gt;,te quiero.por que?solos tu y yo sabemos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lo que&lt;/span&gt; es bueno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2759741715111372013-7164165746005261541?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/7164165746005261541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=7164165746005261541' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/7164165746005261541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/7164165746005261541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/05/solos-tu-y-yo.html' title='Solos tu y yo'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SCmbB2WdeuI/AAAAAAAAABY/J484RrhR9BA/s72-c/2030210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2759741715111372013.post-4250511998654454549</id><published>2008-05-13T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:42:04.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SCmR4GWdetI/AAAAAAAAABM/qzq7keVfJQU/s1600-h/31-12-07_2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199847637739469522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SCmR4GWdetI/AAAAAAAAABM/qzq7keVfJQU/s320/31-12-07_2045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hola,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mi vida es un poco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;difícil&lt;/span&gt; de contar e vivido las mejores aventura e recorrido los paisajes mas hermosos de ella e dejado la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;niña&lt;/span&gt; para &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;convertirme&lt;/span&gt; en una mujer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;que lucha que suena y por si fuera poco que tiene metas y un gran mundo a su alrededor por &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;conoser&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lo mejor&lt;/span&gt; que dios me a dado es mi vida sin preocupaciones, sin rencores, sin temores pero lo mejor de todo es que soy una chica que sabe y tiene los pies bajo la tierra y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;al gun dia&lt;/span&gt; anhela lograr su sueno que es ser una &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;excelente&lt;/span&gt; doctora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;byeeeeeee&lt;/span&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/2759741715111372013-4250511998654454549?l=wwwyanett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/feeds/4250511998654454549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2759741715111372013&amp;postID=4250511998654454549' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/4250511998654454549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2759741715111372013/posts/default/4250511998654454549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwyanett.blogspot.com/2008/05/mi-vida.html' title='Mi vida'/><author><name>Yanet.Shannel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09186693090621631885</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SFaCIAwWxvI/AAAAAAAAACs/hdhusRv0l_A/S220/yo+muy+seria.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mtwHVxaHfnc/SCmR4GWdetI/AAAAAAAAABM/qzq7keVfJQU/s72-c/31-12-07_2045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
