<?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-799692180337635890</id><updated>2012-01-02T15:30:07.912-08:00</updated><category term='Asi con el domingo'/><category term='pausa'/><category term='y ahora no se'/><category term='nada'/><category term='belleza'/><category term='En casa.'/><category term='rggg'/><category term='Respiro'/><category term='Malestar'/><category term='y lo intento'/><category term='Algo antiguo'/><category term='I&apos;m alive'/><category term='de dónde..?'/><category term='soneto'/><category term='Te pido'/><category term='Smile'/><category term='u.u'/><category term='Extraño'/><category term='Colapso'/><category term='Mmmm..feliz'/><category term='después de todo'/><category term='Quién?'/><category term='Tocar el sol / Golem'/><category term='final'/><category term='Esperando'/><category term='.'/><category term='Otros ojos'/><title type='text'>^w^</title><subtitle type='html'>quien fuera...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-1840006639812473907</id><published>2012-01-02T15:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:30:07.920-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esperando'/><title type='text'>Esperando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VRXOFgAOOsc/TwI9gl9r9BI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zG-vgMD1CvQ/s1600/283229_173518792715922_100001734060215_459332_2479303_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VRXOFgAOOsc/TwI9gl9r9BI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zG-vgMD1CvQ/s320/283229_173518792715922_100001734060215_459332_2479303_n.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-1840006639812473907?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/1840006639812473907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2012/01/esperando.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/1840006639812473907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/1840006639812473907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2012/01/esperando.html' title='Esperando'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VRXOFgAOOsc/TwI9gl9r9BI/AAAAAAAAAIs/zG-vgMD1CvQ/s72-c/283229_173518792715922_100001734060215_459332_2479303_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-8649516023602774435</id><published>2011-12-27T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T13:37:00.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m alive'/><title type='text'>I'm alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hace tanto calor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayer ya se cumplió un año desde tu partida mi preciosa, no sabes cuanto te extraño.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pienso en los amigos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me decía el Rorro, hace un tiempo atrás, que debo aprovechar a la gente que se me aparece en el camino. Eso, aprovechar cada momento con las personas que estimo en alguna medida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perder el miedo a no ser correspondido, solo entregar lo que tengo al resto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ofrecer siempre lo mejor de mi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomar siempre lo mejor de cada ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aprender de cada nueva experiencia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No temer encariñarme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No temer sentir, que estoy viva! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1lgvPXCIvY/Tvo5wZtoJ-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/ihaNfs8CSdM/s400/el_hombre_y_el_perro.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690924582834808802" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♫ my heart keeps beating like a hammer, beating like a hammer ♪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/799692180337635890-8649516023602774435?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/8649516023602774435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/8649516023602774435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/8649516023602774435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escuchando las mismas canciones, una y otra vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...De donde salen estas ganas de tumbarme y quedarme, tan solo, ahí?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8ZDcW-hn-Q/TrmR6iG11LI/AAAAAAAAAIA/udeiU6Xugec/s400/z%2BDesnudo%2Btumbado.%2BEdward%2BHopper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672725640423789746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;quiero un nuevo amigo, con quien salir, cada tarde, a caminar... u.u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RfONVz1NR3g/TmQKN5Ch8fI/AAAAAAAAAHU/hzyjpeWnfA8/s1600/amanece%2Bsin%2Bganas.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RfONVz1NR3g/TmQKN5Ch8fI/AAAAAAAAAHU/hzyjpeWnfA8/s400/amanece%2Bsin%2Bganas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648651066395455986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Con tiempo, y sin ganas de nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-5812088582940503070?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9QPP4hshW4A/TheS70LfajI/AAAAAAAAAHM/h_W07Rj_b6g/s400/resbalin2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627127815739501106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No logro matar la esperanza de ciertas cosas absurdas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;" &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/799692180337635890-1348270231199106848?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/1348270231199106848/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2011/07/extrano.html#comment-form' 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-799692180337635890.post-6494745311471789824</id><published>2011-05-19T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T06:48:34.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colapso'/><title type='text'>Colapso !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkezOW4d-iI/TdUfC5nabfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/A7GQXQbAlFM/s1600/1.1240250040.1_manos-de-la-protesta-1968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkezOW4d-iI/TdUfC5nabfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/A7GQXQbAlFM/s400/1.1240250040.1_manos-de-la-protesta-1968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608423045646151154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi mente colapsa de pronto,&lt;br /&gt;necesito gritar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autonomía.&lt;br /&gt;Libertad.&lt;br /&gt;Represión.&lt;br /&gt;Respeto.&lt;br /&gt;Independencia.&lt;br /&gt;Amistad.&lt;br /&gt;Miedo.&lt;br /&gt;Consecuencias.&lt;br /&gt;Derecho.&lt;br /&gt;Felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;Entrega.&lt;br /&gt;Responsabilidad.&lt;br /&gt;Sumisión.&lt;br /&gt;Llanto.&lt;br /&gt;Esperanza.&lt;br /&gt;Injusticia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras giran en mi cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;Mi cerebro protesta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-6494745311471789824?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/6494745311471789824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2011/05/colapso.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-3701102111819892118</id><published>2011-05-11T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T06:47:29.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='En casa.'/><title type='text'>En casa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_NnHFQhrlk/TctMo3by9KI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wZ5HjLmAcY0/s1600/descanso_hanz-309914.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_NnHFQhrlk/TctMo3by9KI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wZ5HjLmAcY0/s400/descanso_hanz-309914.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605658426151728290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;En estos momento no hay represas ni protestas,&lt;br /&gt;no está el metro, que ya siento que odio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No debo hablar si no quiero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Estoy en casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ya tengo ganas de dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Deseo escuchar música con tu mano entre mi pelo hasta que me duerma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Deseo seguir pensando en lo que no digo-&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/799692180337635890-3701102111819892118?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/3701102111819892118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2011/05/en-casa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/3701102111819892118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/3701102111819892118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2011/05/en-casa.html' title='En casa.'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--_NnHFQhrlk/TctMo3by9KI/AAAAAAAAAG4/wZ5HjLmAcY0/s72-c/descanso_hanz-309914.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-3545026971491107577</id><published>2011-03-18T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:35:40.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='u.u'/><title type='text'>u.u</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;¡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;pendeja&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-3545026971491107577?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/3545026971491107577/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2011/03/uu_18.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/3545026971491107577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9iqDRAGyqqA/TWhpvbhipjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5qfqrhrXuoI/s1600/mental.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9iqDRAGyqqA/TWhpvbhipjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5qfqrhrXuoI/s400/mental.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577824402061567538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Ummm.. u.u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Malestar, malestar, malestar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Me duele la espalda, maldición.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Me duelen los pies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Me duele sentirme como una anciana achacosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Me duele no poder sentirme óptima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Me duele sentir que me sienten apagada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Me duele el alma por no tenerte conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Me duele la garganta por no querer llorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Pero se me pasa, talvez sólo necesito dormir un poco más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/799692180337635890-4890683598794106233?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9iqDRAGyqqA/TWhpvbhipjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5qfqrhrXuoI/s72-c/mental.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-7606601016493629537</id><published>2010-12-24T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:37:01.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quién?'/><title type='text'>Quién?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/TRTJE1Dd7_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xgsulk8XHbE/s1600/perro-playa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/TRTJE1Dd7_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xgsulk8XHbE/s400/perro-playa.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554285325252947954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...y quién soy yo para decidir tu muerte??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;...Siento que una gran parte de mi se muere contigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Te amo tanto hermosa mia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Quién más se sentará junto a mi a contemplar el horizonte?&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/799692180337635890-7606601016493629537?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/7606601016493629537/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2010/12/quien.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/7606601016493629537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/7606601016493629537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2010/12/quien.html' title='Quién?'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/TRTJE1Dd7_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/xgsulk8XHbE/s72-c/perro-playa.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-3378443685466918821</id><published>2010-10-24T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:09:18.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soneto'/><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talvez ya conozcas este soneto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;-LXIX-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; Tal vez no ser es ser sin que tú seas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; sin que vayas cortando el mediodía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; como una flor azul, sin que camines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; más tarde por la niebla y los ladrillos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; sin esa luz que llevas en la mano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; que tal vez otros no verán dorada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; que tal vez nadie supo que crecía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; como el origen rojo de la rosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; sin que seas, en fin, sin que vinieras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; brusca, incitante, a conocer mi vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; ráfaga de rosal, trigo del viento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; y desde entonces soy porque tú eres,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; y desde entonces eres, soy y somos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; y por amor seré, serás, seremos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  Pablo Neruda              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te amo demasiado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='♥'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-8265980350907449085</id><published>2010-05-04T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:38:44.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te pido'/><title type='text'>...te pido</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gran árbol!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;ampárame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-Soy una vidente ciega-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Es complejo el asunto , no creo que podar el árbol sea lo más correcto, yo quisiera  buscar alguna cura; ellos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;talvez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;, sólo dejarían que se pudra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;... Cada vez lo intento... pero este círculo vuelve a tragarme....... por no ceder ante su corriente salgo muy herida... mas no me dejaré llevar... Debe , en algún lado, haber un tapón que vacíe toda esta agua sucia que nuestro jardín a estado saciando... No debo dejarme arrastrar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;-Tranquilidad... serenidad... calma... manten el espíritu en paz-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-Domu2-m7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/i80MtLQVBmc/s1600/community_agua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 383px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-Domu2-m7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/i80MtLQVBmc/s400/community_agua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467625699739081650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-8265980350907449085?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/8265980350907449085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2010/05/te-pido.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/8265980350907449085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/8265980350907449085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2010/05/te-pido.html' title='...te pido'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-Domu2-m7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/i80MtLQVBmc/s72-c/community_agua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-6390461842662018442</id><published>2010-04-07T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:39:36.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rggg'/><title type='text'>rggg...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S71E0gliktI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dfXKDZi6n4Q/s1600/dinero.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 352px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S71E0gliktI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dfXKDZi6n4Q/s400/dinero.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457593992334185170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-6390461842662018442?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/6390461842662018442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2010/04/rggg.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/6390461842662018442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/6390461842662018442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2010/04/rggg.html' title='rggg...'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S71E0gliktI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dfXKDZi6n4Q/s72-c/dinero.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-5062383489312066398</id><published>2010-01-01T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:41:51.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='y ahora no se'/><title type='text'>...y ahora no se...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;...No se por qué, mi sonrisa, hoy desapareció...&lt;br /&gt;Me desagrada la seriedad que presiento en mi rostro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aveces, detesto tanta sensibilidad de mi parte... resulta tedioso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoy miré algunas fotos (fotos que me fueron regaladas...), hoy vi una película (con dos amigos), Hoy pasé algo de tiempo con mi familia..... Hoy en mi día las cosas no fueron malas.... No entiendo bien mi estado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, dónde estás???&lt;br /&gt;Dónde estás???&lt;br /&gt;...dónde, simple alegría, discurso de felicidad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pienso en que el Cola de Mono que bebo está un poco pasado con los grados de alchol que tolero...pero que de todas formas al terminar este vaso, iría por más-   ("más".... de dónde ese afán mío, afán de todos, por conseguir más... Siempre algo más : más dinero, más tiempo, más fama, más poder, más amor...  "El vaso medio lleno.." , ver el vaso medio lleno.... será que es algo típico en mi?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Y crítico a la mente pasando por sobre el corazón.... pero hoy....Hoy me siento pensando y pensando, pensando tanto que me cuesta saber bien en que... Y siento (-ves que igual sientes-) un gran nudo en mi garganta...que de querer desatarlo, presiento inundar todo mi interior, y la habitación...y ahogarme de adéntro hacia afuera y al revés....  Pero creo que es lo que quiero, al fin y al cabo me aparté de la gente, me aíslo en estas palabras, me hundo en esta música.... y no creo que este insistente dolor de cabeza sea casualidad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que yo con mi ánimo  estamos incluídos en un ciclo, como todo el resto de las cosas? ..Es probable que si... al menos eso me ha dicho el tiempo....   Arriba y abajo, pasando por un lado, y luego por otro para volver a comenzar...  feliz y luego ..... y luego no tanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sz63Q9ckqSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wHWLrUfzngA/s1600-h/etapas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sz63Q9ckqSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wHWLrUfzngA/s400/etapas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421972503400851746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/799692180337635890-5062383489312066398?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/5062383489312066398/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/5062383489312066398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/5062383489312066398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='...y ahora no se...'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sz63Q9ckqSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wHWLrUfzngA/s72-c/etapas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-6960907562158823441</id><published>2009-11-26T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:43:08.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final'/><title type='text'>...final...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sw8nqaEqH-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/8j5hXjJxN9c/s1600/reloj+de+arena+roto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sw8nqaEqH-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/8j5hXjJxN9c/s400/reloj+de+arena+roto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408585287002103778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pero duele... y tanto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-6960907562158823441?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/6960907562158823441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/11/final.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/6960907562158823441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/6960907562158823441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/11/final.html' title='...final...'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sw8nqaEqH-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/8j5hXjJxN9c/s72-c/reloj+de+arena+roto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-1216714297728863450</id><published>2009-11-25T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:43:46.003-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belleza'/><title type='text'>Belleza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sw3Uu14goSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oXNl2QmoiZE/s1600/espalda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 387px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sw3Uu14goSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oXNl2QmoiZE/s400/espalda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408212628745003298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Cómo creerlo...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanta reflexión, aveces, me confunde...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-1216714297728863450?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/1216714297728863450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/11/belleza.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/1216714297728863450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/1216714297728863450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/11/belleza.html' title='Belleza'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sw3Uu14goSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oXNl2QmoiZE/s72-c/espalda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-6938083433223595384</id><published>2009-11-20T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:44:58.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pausa'/><title type='text'>...pausa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SwdTbWrUCOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fWhBg50wGBc/s1600/camino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SwdTbWrUCOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fWhBg50wGBc/s400/camino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406381607090391266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;....y es tan sólo ver el camino....mirando hacia abajo...sólo caminar, firme, derecho....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Es no temer porque afirma tu mano, no temer por nada más...sólo avanzar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..Avanzar sin importar las curvas ni colinas....sin importar los obstáculos.....sólo caminar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sólo caminar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sólo caminar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sólo caminar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..tan firme..tan seguro de si mismo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(...Pero cómo es que se hace eso....? -me preguntaba-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;....Y si caigo no estaré sola....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Si caigo todo seguirá bien....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(Y si no puedes...?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tan sólo lanzarse al vacío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;...sin importar nada... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;arriesgarlo todo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Jugarse el todo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;....(-si confías podrás desplegar tus alas para emprender un nuevo vuelo-)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;...Y ya no importa cuanto llore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Sonreír y mirar hacia adelante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-6938083433223595384?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/6938083433223595384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/11/pausa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/6938083433223595384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/6938083433223595384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/11/pausa.html' title='...pausa...'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SwdTbWrUCOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fWhBg50wGBc/s72-c/camino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-23230924721740460</id><published>2009-11-03T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:45:28.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='después de todo'/><title type='text'>...despues de todo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SvBXYjzGydI/AAAAAAAAADw/7urFnZSVAo8/s1600-h/3029331375_562a57c7f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SvBXYjzGydI/AAAAAAAAADw/7urFnZSVAo8/s400/3029331375_562a57c7f4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399912032655296978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;..me respondio desde arriba y me ayudo a continuar sonriendo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-23230924721740460?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/23230924721740460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/11/despues-de-todo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/23230924721740460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/23230924721740460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/11/despues-de-todo.html' title='...despues de todo...'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SvBXYjzGydI/AAAAAAAAADw/7urFnZSVAo8/s72-c/3029331375_562a57c7f4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-7033304644260752209</id><published>2009-11-02T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:47:28.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='y lo intento'/><title type='text'>...y lo intento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;...y lo intento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;...lo intento y temo...&lt;br /&gt;y escribo en vez de actuar...&lt;br /&gt;hoy ya no quiero nada más...&lt;br /&gt;Hoy no me quiero conmigo&lt;br /&gt;Hoy no pienso...&lt;br /&gt;Hoy solo escribo desde lo que detesto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...y me cuesta entender todo esto, y no hablo de numeros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Es que yo sólo quisiera poder....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no se cómo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;spero&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;y caigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-me odio por eso-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Si tan solo pudiera tomarme entre los brazos y sonreirme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Su-2GLRib8I/AAAAAAAAADo/s8f_-ofFk7Q/s1600-h/14_kreativ_fotki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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 &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El respirar profundo hace girar mi cabeza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;quien sabe si mas de lo normal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;quien sabe si mas que cualquier otro dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...Y de nuevo el agua me llega al cuello al cerrar los ojos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nunca he sabido si espera, el agua, ansiosa esta oportunidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...Que ando paranoica...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que me invade el stress...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que no se que pasa con mis sueños...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que la musica que escucho no me ayuda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que no soporto el movimiento involuntario de mi cuerpo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...Que quiero tan solo gr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;itar, gritar tanto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;...Gritar y dejar huir de mi todo esto que viene desde el suelo y trepa por mi silla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Despegar hacia lo alto para que no puedan jamás alcanzarme...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Y darme la vuelta y dejarme caer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Caer en ese lugar maravilloso que me recibe amable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donde mis lagrimas se evaporan instantáneas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;donde mis gritos son callados a besos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/St_KyCiPnLI/AAAAAAAAADY/yoXAOEnFuX0/s1600-h/20081128193640-abrazos-20bn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/St_KyCiPnLI/AAAAAAAAADY/yoXAOEnFuX0/s320/20081128193640-abrazos-20bn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395253839635913906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-4018855829542539668?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/4018855829542539668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/4018855829542539668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/4018855829542539668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/St_KyCiPnLI/AAAAAAAAADY/yoXAOEnFuX0/s72-c/20081128193640-abrazos-20bn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-8961246148712379859</id><published>2009-09-02T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:50:09.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smile'/><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ya está oscuro. Llueve... por la ventana miro un cielo rojo y escucho bellas canciones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;...Estoy sola en casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Hoy tuve que parar de caminar, sacar mi cabeza de entre los hombros y respirar profundo para perder e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;se frio, casi completam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ente sugestivo, que me invadía, para seguir sonriendo y cantando mis, ya muy repetidas canciones, feliz bajo la lluvia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;...La lluvia se parecía a mi hoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Me distrae el metro, lo veo pasar desde aqui, pero me gusta. Pienso en que talvez mucha gente que conozco, o que alguna vez conocí, puede ir en alguno de esos vagones, y que he estado a menos de 50 metros de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; ellos , pero éstos no se han ni enter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ado de mi cercanía. Y no se porque pero aveces siento como si el espacio donde me muevo fuera mio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;y entonces? no entiendo cómo, al pasar por mi lugar, la gente pasa sin notar lo que  he construido en ellos, lo que amo de ellos, cómo pueden pasar sin darse cuenta por dónde van pasando, sin pensar en que todo lo que ahí está, está ahi por ellos, para ellos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sería tan feliz si un día por la mañana al salir de casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; la primera persona que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;se me cruzara por la calle q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;uisiera verme y me regalara una sonrisa... mas no i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;mporta si ese día nunca llega, de todas formas seg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;uiré caminando y cantando feliz bajo la lluvia, siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; sonriendo, esperando que alguien logre verme, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  y pueda contagiar m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i felicidad en un día &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;mo este&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sp8TO8DvOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/pFei5j3i6Dw/s1600-h/Cantando%2Bbajo%2Bla%2Blluvia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sp8TO8DvOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/pFei5j3i6Dw/s320/Cantando%2Bbajo%2Bla%2Blluvia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377037627464563266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-8961246148712379859?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/8961246148712379859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/8961246148712379859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/8961246148712379859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sp8TO8DvOkI/AAAAAAAAACc/pFei5j3i6Dw/s72-c/Cantando%2Bbajo%2Bla%2Blluvia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-3394932924234506271</id><published>2009-08-09T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:00:35.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mmmm..feliz'/><title type='text'>Mmmm..feliz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;...Estaba olvidando lo más importante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;(Me acabo de dar cuenta que estuve a punto de hacer algo no de la mejor manera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Acabo de encontrar el sentido escondido de la cuestión, que en realidad estaba escondido porque yo lo guarde en algún lugar que ya no recordaba...Algunas palabras me hicieron encontrarlo de nuevo y me llenaron de alegría.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sn-Q0RGaVoI/AAAAAAAAACE/k1xRLnL1WnM/s1600-h/beso+del+amor+puro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sn-Q0RGaVoI/AAAAAAAAACE/k1xRLnL1WnM/s320/beso+del+amor+puro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368168508466812546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-3394932924234506271?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/3394932924234506271/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/08/mmmmfeliz.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/3394932924234506271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/3394932924234506271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/08/mmmmfeliz.html' title='Mmmm..feliz.'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/Sn-Q0RGaVoI/AAAAAAAAACE/k1xRLnL1WnM/s72-c/beso+del+amor+puro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-4917595008270140700</id><published>2009-08-03T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:02:37.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo antiguo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Algo antiguo...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnfGiNAeQoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/A-Qd8dempgk/s1600-h/junio2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnfGiNAeQoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/A-Qd8dempgk/s320/junio2009+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365975771944731266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Ups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Creo lo que no quiero creer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;con aquel apetito voraz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;deseo que...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No decirlo jamás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;no si no hay seguridad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Ojalá no pase...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ojalá no entre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; lo inquierible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;lo que no debo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Todo equívoco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Qué hacer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Escribiendo de la nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sólo palabras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tratando de descifrar pensamientos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;tan confusos que parecen claros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Una mente en blanco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;que extraña esa voz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ese abrazo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cnasada de gritar en el silencio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;en el silencio de su propia voz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ojos cerrados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;que se abren ante una emoción,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dudando de lo que se aparece en frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;He ganado tanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;y me he quedado sin palabras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Acaso no tuve antes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;nada más dentro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Gris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;No me des tu mano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;no te soltaré,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;y temo que te hundas conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;No intentes protegerme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;no dejaré que te vayas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;para poder sentirme segura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;No logres, por favor, entrar en mi mente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;te perderás, al igual que yo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;en mil recuerdos de cosas que no fueron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No sabes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No sabes cómo quisiera, aveces, odiarte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Poder sin piedad, matarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No sabes como pienso en acabar con todo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Acabar con mi vida...hacerte sufrir, quizás...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No sabes todo lo que siento aveces...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No sabes como confundo mi vida con la tuya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No sabes como amo saber que algo gigante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;impide mis ansias de verte sufrir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Sabiendo que en realidad puede que con quien &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;quiero acabar no seas tú, sino yo en tu vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Mi mente confusa, como siempre que no te tengo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;me hace pensar cosas erradas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No se qué es lo que quiero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;no se de qué soy capaz por ti, contigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;No sabes como me siento ahora... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;como deseo poder tenerte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Como quiero que me duela... que me duela tanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ver que no puedo rechazar un beso tuyo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Que no podría cortar tu cuello, destrozar tu pecho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Que no puedo resistirme a ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Que si quisieras matarme, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;yo misma te ofrecería el cuchillo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Ya eso no más... debo dormir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ojalá el sueño me ayude a madurar un poco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-4917595008270140700?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/4917595008270140700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/08/algo-antiguo.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/4917595008270140700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/4917595008270140700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/08/algo-antiguo.html' title=''/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnfGiNAeQoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/A-Qd8dempgk/s72-c/junio2009+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-6201481453471441930</id><published>2009-08-02T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:03:11.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Respiro'/><title type='text'>Respiro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnZYX8h0uzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tDpy7QxOGqg/s1600-h/libelula1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnZYX8h0uzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tDpy7QxOGqg/s400/libelula1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365573174466755378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Amo los días en los que tan sólo oírte decir te amo&lt;br /&gt;logra hacer que todo lo negro de mi mente se espante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-6201481453471441930?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/6201481453471441930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/08/respiro.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/6201481453471441930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/6201481453471441930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/08/respiro.html' title='Respiro...'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnZYX8h0uzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tDpy7QxOGqg/s72-c/libelula1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-958567731377322295</id><published>2009-07-31T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:04:01.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Otros ojos'/><title type='text'>Otros ojos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnOMYDjH_MI/AAAAAAAAABc/KvBfcAB1x-0/s1600-h/brote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnOMYDjH_MI/AAAAAAAAABc/KvBfcAB1x-0/s400/brote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364785926025772226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Comienza algo distinto para mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Nunca había sentido antes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tan fuertemente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que puedo lograr algo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Y me siento tan feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Feliz de encontrar el apoyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;que tanto necesitaba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;de saber que hay  gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;a mi alrededor&lt;br /&gt;que me quiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;y se alegra de mi felicidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Veo el nuevo día y su cielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;y sin importar lo nublado que esté,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;me dan ganas de vivirlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hoy siento que me he reco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;nciliado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hoy me he dado , al fin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;la oportunidad de demostrarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;cuan valiosa soy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Si quieres llorar, llora"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;creo que lo haré...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;y lo haré ahora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin pensarlo mucho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en el momento preciso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;no quiero guardar nada para después,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;no guardaré esa emoción más,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;eso ya no irá conmigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Me siento tan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;cargada de sentimientos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;tan feliz que me sonrió al escribir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;y mientras sonrío&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;mis ojos se llenan de lágrimas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;suspiro profundo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; y la calma llega a mi nuevamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No hay porqué temer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;..&lt;br /&gt;no estoy mas sola...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Esa gente que tanto amo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Cuándo dejaron de ser&lt;br /&gt;simplemente gente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Chicos, amor...&lt;br /&gt;Qué sería de mi si no los tuviera?&lt;br /&gt;quien me habría dado el valor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias por la paciencia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Gracias por enseñar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;me a volar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnOMsMhMwoI/AAAAAAAAABs/2hC1-oRiA5A/s1600-h/Ense%C3%B1ar+a+volar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnOMsMhMwoI/AAAAAAAAABs/2hC1-oRiA5A/s400/Ense%C3%B1ar+a+volar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364786272030999170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-958567731377322295?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/958567731377322295/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/07/otros-ojos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/958567731377322295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/958567731377322295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/07/otros-ojos.html' title='Otros ojos...'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SnOMYDjH_MI/AAAAAAAAABc/KvBfcAB1x-0/s72-c/brote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-76472999232606393</id><published>2009-07-26T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:04:38.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asi con el domingo'/><title type='text'>Asi con el domingo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hay mucha calma, como se que necesito, pero justo ahora lo que quiero es algo distinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Tengo una sensación extraña, que podría describirse como cuando no se está triste, no hay mayores razones para estarlo, pero tampoco se encuentran suficientes las razones como para sentirse pleno... es simplemente estar en nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Asi  y todo no quisiera que este día acabe: es que mañana comienza la rutina, y para mi se vienen algunos cambios, espero favorables, que harán que mis estudios mejoren, o al menos de eso se trata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;     Hace un rato te dije que no importaba, pero me siento mal, y no se, una vez más, que es lo que espero. Supongo que necesito sentir que las cosas son como las quiero, que lo que imagino no se queda sólo en mi mente, que soy real, que puedo sentir tanto asi y más aún, que soy persona , que soy mujer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; Quiero pensar  egoístamente por un día, o quizás dos o tres. quiero hacer lo que YO quiero, pensando sólo en MI bienestar... quisiera ver si podría lograrlo, sabiendo que tan sólo una mirada tuya bastaría para matar mi egoismo, y dejar fluir todo mi amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;     Lo que quería hoy era verme junto a ti;  hoy no hablaba de tener tu cuerpo, hablaba de                  perderme en tus ojos y posarme un instante dentro de tu alma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;¡¡¡HOY DESEABA TANTO CAMINAR CONTIGO BAJO LOS ÁRBOLES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SmzBzMDVbnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/B8MEe64aiWU/s1600-h/parque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SmzBzMDVbnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/B8MEe64aiWU/s320/parque.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362874341444120178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Una vez más lo que quería era tan simple, y no quiero pensar en que exagero todo como siempre, no quiero pensar que está mal sentir como siento, y no quiero sentir que esto en realidad no importa, al fin y al cabo, y lo que es muy probable, en la noche de todas formas te vea, pero ya no será lo mismo, no será como yo lo esperaba, se habrá perdido, ya ,la maravillosa luz naranja de sol , que ansiosa, esperaba cubrirnos con su magia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-76472999232606393?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/76472999232606393/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/07/asi-con-el-domingo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/76472999232606393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/76472999232606393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/07/asi-con-el-domingo.html' title='Asi con el domingo...'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/SmzBzMDVbnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/B8MEe64aiWU/s72-c/parque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-799692180337635890.post-5049942697873558073</id><published>2009-07-25T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:05:18.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tocar el sol / Golem'/><title type='text'>Tocar el sol / Golem</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;  font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Antes de caminar&lt;br /&gt;Me detuve a pensar&lt;br /&gt;La vida que imaginé&lt;br /&gt;Es tan difícil de amar&lt;br /&gt;Para mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consciente de este mal&lt;br /&gt;Que no puedo evitar&lt;br /&gt;Arranco el temor&lt;br /&gt;Para dejarte entrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volveré a brillar por ti&lt;br /&gt;Brillar por ti y tocar el sol&lt;br /&gt;Volveré a brillar por ti&lt;br /&gt;Brillar por ti y tocar el sol&lt;br /&gt;Tocar el sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde lo más real&lt;br /&gt;Caminar cuesta más&lt;br /&gt;Tu voz me acompañará&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llegue el final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volveré a brillar por ti&lt;br /&gt;Brillar por ti y tocar el sol&lt;br /&gt;Volveré a brillar por ti&lt;br /&gt;Brillar por ti y tocar el sol&lt;br /&gt;Tocar el sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/799692180337635890-5049942697873558073?l=la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/feeds/5049942697873558073/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/07/tocar-el-sol-golem.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/5049942697873558073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/799692180337635890/posts/default/5049942697873558073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-chica-bajo-el-arbol.blogspot.com/2009/07/tocar-el-sol-golem.html' title='Tocar el sol / Golem'/><author><name>la_chica_bajo_el_arbol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883999029522917171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fW-6GePC914/S-DqvazQauI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yUd6peSMMoM/S220/11443_1239884992339_1085704668_30789771_3504918_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
