<?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-2680537268249808268</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:12:46.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFIESO sentir</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-1012502136210237898</id><published>2008-07-11T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T17:51:15.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya no podría despertar&lt;br /&gt;Sabiendo que no estás&lt;br /&gt;No me interesa la verdad&lt;br /&gt;Ni quiero preguntar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pues los silencios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se han vuelto eternos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando te vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque no aguantaría&lt;br /&gt;Vivir sin tus labios&lt;br /&gt;Ni un solo día más&lt;br /&gt;Me perdería&lt;br /&gt;Sin tu abrazo&lt;br /&gt;En esta soledad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-1012502136210237898?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/1012502136210237898/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=1012502136210237898' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/1012502136210237898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/1012502136210237898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/ya-no-podra-despertar-sabiendo-que-no.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2314907705377375711</id><published>2008-07-11T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T17:49:21.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Desde tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;Todo alrededor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Se ve distinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cambias el color&lt;br /&gt;En cada rincón&lt;br /&gt;De mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Te necesito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un poco de ti me basta para despertar&lt;br /&gt;De la &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;realidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porque nada se acerca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lo que tu me das&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un poco de mi&lt;br /&gt;Dejate llevar&lt;br /&gt;Sin pensar&lt;br /&gt;Sin mirar&lt;br /&gt;Que hay un mundo detrás&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-2314907705377375711?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2314907705377375711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2314907705377375711' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2314907705377375711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2314907705377375711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/desde-tus-brazos-todo-alrededor-se-ve.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2032388300838420009</id><published>2008-07-11T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:37.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-4Eht5MI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mJMgTVL2H38/s1600-h/hermosaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-4Eht5MI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mJMgTVL2H38/s400/hermosaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221922532200670402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoy las nubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No se van de mi ventana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y no se si quiero &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;despertar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dejare mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bajo la almohada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Por si un día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quieres regresar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deja la ropa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Junto a la cama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solo &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;quedate un poco más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-2032388300838420009?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2032388300838420009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2032388300838420009' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2032388300838420009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2032388300838420009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/hoy-las-nubes-no-se-van-de-mi-ventana-y.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-4Eht5MI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mJMgTVL2H38/s72-c/hermosaaaaaaaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-8530996108309721098</id><published>2008-07-11T17:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:37.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-cI8c0oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0J-pqEc5DpM/s1600-h/200069495-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-cI8c0oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0J-pqEc5DpM/s400/200069495-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221922052350202498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No encuentro aún algún antidoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Para entender que todo termino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intento salir de la &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darle al destino una oportunidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;vuelvo a caer&lt;/span&gt; cuando pienso en ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No soy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt; sin ti&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/2680537268249808268-8530996108309721098?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/8530996108309721098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=8530996108309721098' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/8530996108309721098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/8530996108309721098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-encuentro-algn-antidoto-para_11.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-cI8c0oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0J-pqEc5DpM/s72-c/200069495-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-7055968426859546733</id><published>2008-07-11T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:37.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-cI8c0oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0J-pqEc5DpM/s1600-h/200069495-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-cI8c0oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0J-pqEc5DpM/s400/200069495-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221922052350202498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No encuentro aún algún antidoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Para entender que todo termino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intento salir de la &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darle al destino una oportunidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;vuelvo a caer&lt;/span&gt; cuando pienso en ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No soy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt; sin ti&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/2680537268249808268-7055968426859546733?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/7055968426859546733/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=7055968426859546733' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/7055968426859546733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/7055968426859546733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-encuentro-algn-antidoto-para.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-cI8c0oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0J-pqEc5DpM/s72-c/200069495-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-7135327501343026332</id><published>2008-07-11T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:37.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-JF7lYvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-2VrpUAkWFo/s1600-h/sb10068198c-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-JF7lYvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-2VrpUAkWFo/s400/sb10068198c-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221921725123748594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;En el silencio de mi habitación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aun siento el murmullo de tu voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lastimándome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; con un dulce adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dejándome vacío el corazón&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/2680537268249808268-7135327501343026332?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/7135327501343026332/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=7135327501343026332' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/7135327501343026332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/7135327501343026332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/en-el-silencio-de-mi-habitacin-aun.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf-JF7lYvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-2VrpUAkWFo/s72-c/sb10068198c-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-3375257446764539015</id><published>2008-07-11T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:37.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf9v39d6II/AAAAAAAAAEc/IpamFmfMpEA/s1600-h/77155873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf9v39d6II/AAAAAAAAAEc/IpamFmfMpEA/s400/77155873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221921291876821122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Toda mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Habia soñado alguien como tú&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pedí noche y día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Que el cielo nublado se hiciera &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No puedo explicarlo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me llenas con tus besos y tu luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No quiero negarlo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Estoy perdiendo por tu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Todos mis sentidos y mi forma de pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estan contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y nada me puede parar&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/2680537268249808268-3375257446764539015?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/3375257446764539015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=3375257446764539015' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/3375257446764539015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/3375257446764539015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/toda-mi-vida-habia-soado-alguien-como-t.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf9v39d6II/AAAAAAAAAEc/IpamFmfMpEA/s72-c/77155873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-8126265133513684946</id><published>2008-07-11T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:38.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf7hkaJTII/AAAAAAAAAEU/QtRIOj6S910/s1600-h/sb10066494a-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf7hkaJTII/AAAAAAAAAEU/QtRIOj6S910/s400/sb10066494a-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221918847086972034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Porque mirarte a los ojos es lo más hermoso, porque al hacerlo siento que me encuentro flotando en el aire, rodeada de tanto VOS.&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/2680537268249808268-8126265133513684946?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/8126265133513684946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=8126265133513684946' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/8126265133513684946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/8126265133513684946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/porque-mirarte-los-ojos-es-lo-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHf7hkaJTII/AAAAAAAAAEU/QtRIOj6S910/s72-c/sb10066494a-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-8174647728410854121</id><published>2008-07-10T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:38.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZYqPtbS4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/YAU2vA8Af2M/s1600-h/rosa8pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZYqPtbS4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/YAU2vA8Af2M/s400/rosa8pm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221458300777483138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;scapó en un barco sin un mar y se la vio llorando sin parar. Sus lágrimas creando el océano flotó por siempre en su dolor. Sabes bien, no podré. Sin ti al lado mío sabes bien, te amaré aunque no estés aquí.&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/2680537268249808268-8174647728410854121?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/8174647728410854121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=8174647728410854121' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/8174647728410854121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/8174647728410854121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/e-scap-en-un-barco-sin-un-mar-y-se-la.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZYqPtbS4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/YAU2vA8Af2M/s72-c/rosa8pm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-1317478741900437893</id><published>2008-07-10T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:38.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZX44olDzI/AAAAAAAAADs/1_0NWQ4ygjE/s1600-h/pienso+en+voss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZX44olDzI/AAAAAAAAADs/1_0NWQ4ygjE/s400/pienso+en+voss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221457452769546034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;NO EXISTE DOLOR SIN PENA&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/2680537268249808268-1317478741900437893?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/1317478741900437893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=1317478741900437893' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/1317478741900437893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/1317478741900437893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-existe-dolor-sin-pena.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZX44olDzI/AAAAAAAAADs/1_0NWQ4ygjE/s72-c/pienso+en+voss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-5036826852317611322</id><published>2008-07-10T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:38.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZXMKrGNqI/AAAAAAAAADk/zF3yMErP4k8/s1600-h/paraguas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZXMKrGNqI/AAAAAAAAADk/zF3yMErP4k8/s400/paraguas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221456684517832354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;De vez en cuanto sueño con alguna locura y no qiero despertar mirame , de vez en cuanto miento cuando buscas mis ojos y preguntas como estas mirame , de vez en cuando muero de rabia y de celos pero nunca te lo dejo saber mirame , de vez en cuando qiero escaparme y tu mirada me envuelve y vuelvo a caer !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-5036826852317611322?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/5036826852317611322/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=5036826852317611322' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/5036826852317611322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/5036826852317611322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/de-vez-en-cuanto-sueo-con-alguna-locura.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZXMKrGNqI/AAAAAAAAADk/zF3yMErP4k8/s72-c/paraguas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-6925981198783130464</id><published>2008-07-10T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:38.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZWz3Q9O5I/AAAAAAAAADc/Gfa-50DQAME/s1600-h/ojo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZWz3Q9O5I/AAAAAAAAADc/Gfa-50DQAME/s400/ojo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221456266991057810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anoche soñé contigo. Justo en lo mejor del sueño me desperté al sentir un escalofrío cuando me rozabas con tu suave piel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Al abrir los ojos, nada mejor pude ver. Te sonreí y te juro que abracé tu cuerpo con todo mi ser al completo. Nadie sabe que se siente al despertarse junto a ti, ni quiero que lo sepan, pues te quiero sólo para mi. Me llena de amor y orgullo reconocer al mundo lo que siento por ti, nuestros planes o sueños por cumplir. Pasear de tu mano es el mejor sitio por visitar pues nada mejor si a tu lado he de estar. Me gustan tus detalles, la forma en que te preocupas por mi, la manera en que me miras y lo dices todo sin hablar. Me gustas de los pies a la cabeza, por lo que eres y por lo que me haces ser, pedacitos de ti. Me mata esa forma que tienes de seducirme, de atraerme, del juego de tus manos con las mías, de buscar mis labios, de hacerme sentir, llorar o reír. En fin, me encanta sentirte así. Por cierto, aún no te he dicho, anoche soñé contigo. Esta vez no me despertaba en lo mejor pues tú no estabas conmigo. Pero no digas nada, no te vaya a despertar. Dicen que si los sueños se cuentan no se hacen realidad, por eso yo el mío no te lo voy a contar, ahora sólo me queda esperar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-6925981198783130464?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/6925981198783130464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=6925981198783130464' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/6925981198783130464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/6925981198783130464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/anoche-so-contigo.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZWz3Q9O5I/AAAAAAAAADc/Gfa-50DQAME/s72-c/ojo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2862676130901849653</id><published>2008-07-10T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:38.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZWavyO7oI/AAAAAAAAADU/BvkOffupCM0/s1600-h/1153942511_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZWavyO7oI/AAAAAAAAADU/BvkOffupCM0/s400/1153942511_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221455835486416514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A veces siento miedo. Miedo al pensar que si desaparezco sin avisar &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ni siquiera notes mi ausencia&lt;/span&gt;. Miedo cuando no entiendes la ironía de mis palabras o miedo cuando guardo silencio o me callo en seco molesta por tu indiferencia. Miedo al pensar que tengo todo y a la vez no tengo lo que quiero. Miedo de haberte acostumbrado a tenerlo todo y que empieces a echarlo de más. Miedo por seguir atada a ti, cumpliendo promesas mientras veo como las tuyas se van arrastrando con el viento. Miedo por no saber que nos deparará el destino. Miedo al no querer aceptar que sólo yo recuerdo aquel sentimiento. A veces tengo miedo de no saber afrontar este miedo.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; Miedo de ti y por ti.&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/2680537268249808268-2862676130901849653?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2862676130901849653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2862676130901849653' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2862676130901849653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2862676130901849653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/veces-siento-miedo.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZWavyO7oI/AAAAAAAAADU/BvkOffupCM0/s72-c/1153942511_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-6669561485172100915</id><published>2008-07-10T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:39.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZVjXikWeI/AAAAAAAAADM/_2Bkp-lBe0g/s1600-h/1214260810300_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZVjXikWeI/AAAAAAAAADM/_2Bkp-lBe0g/s400/1214260810300_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221454884085455330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El amor no es siempre algo repentino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Puede que a veces consista en elegir una opción.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quizá el amor verdadero sea una decisión de jugártela por alguien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de entregarte a alguien sin saber si te va a corresponder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o si te va a hacer daño o si es el amor de tu vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quizá el amor no sea algo que te ocurra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quizá sea algo que tú escoges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-6669561485172100915?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/6669561485172100915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=6669561485172100915' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/6669561485172100915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/6669561485172100915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/el-amor-no-es-siempre-algo-repentino.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZVjXikWeI/AAAAAAAAADM/_2Bkp-lBe0g/s72-c/1214260810300_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2096618566288399266</id><published>2008-07-10T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:39.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZU5_-NFvI/AAAAAAAAADE/_3QM8TxsGnI/s1600-h/1214013641988_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZU5_-NFvI/AAAAAAAAADE/_3QM8TxsGnI/s400/1214013641988_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221454173384283890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Cobarde&lt;/span&gt;, así me siento cuando he de enfrentarme a los sentimientos. Me falta el valor de desenterrar las cartas que recibí algún día, de buscar las fotos en donde &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;no se ocultaba mi alegría&lt;/span&gt;, de sacar las hojas donde mensaje que recibía allí yo escribía. Supongo que son &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;heridas que no cicatrizan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;que con los roces hacen que escuezan como &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sal en las heridas&lt;/span&gt;. Daría todo porque curasen &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;algún día&lt;/span&gt;. Me encantaría saber como enfrentarme a ellas con toda mi valía. Releerme mis diarios y sonreír al recordar todas aquellas batallas vividas. Sin embargo, opto por ignorar y por lo que es peor, olvidar, haciendo que jamás he oído eso que&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt; tratar de olvidar es querer recordar algo de por vida.&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/2680537268249808268-2096618566288399266?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2096618566288399266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2096618566288399266' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2096618566288399266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2096618566288399266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/cobarde-as-me-siento-cuando-he-de.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZU5_-NFvI/AAAAAAAAADE/_3QM8TxsGnI/s72-c/1214013641988_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2517087165688300370</id><published>2008-07-10T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:39.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZUQlQXmRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LnAfDMYqXTY/s1600-h/1212953911507_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZUQlQXmRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LnAfDMYqXTY/s400/1212953911507_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221453461838076178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Qué es lo verdaderamente importante?,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;busco en mi interior la respuesta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y me es tan difícil de encontrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Falsas ideas invaden mi mente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;acostumbrada a enmascarar lo que no entiende,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aturdida en un mundo de irreales ilusiones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;donde la vanidad, el miedo, la riqueza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la violencia, el odio, la indiferencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;se convierten en adorados héroes,  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb"," &amp;#161; no me extraña que exista tanta confusión, tanta lejanía de todo, tanta desilusión!. Me preguntas cómo se puede ser feliz, cómo entre tanta mentira puede uno convivir, cada cual es quien se tiene que responder, aunque para mí, aquí, ahora y para siempre: Queda prohibido llorar sin aprender, levantarme un día sin saber qué hacer, tener miedo a mis recuerdos, sentirme sólo alguna vez. Queda prohibido no sonreír a los problemas, no luchar por lo que quiero, abandonarlo todo por tener miedo, no convertir en realidad mis sueños. Queda prohibido no demostrarte mi amor, hacer que pagues mis dudas y mi mal humor, inventarme cosas que nunca ocurrieron, recordarte sólo cuando no te tengo. Queda prohibido dejar a mis amigos, no intentar comprender lo que vivimos, llamarles sólo cuando los necesito, no ver que también nosotros somos distintos. Queda prohibido no ser yo ante la gente, fingir ante las personas que no me importan, hacerme el gracioso con tal de que me recuerden, olvidar a todos aquellos que me quieren. Queda prohibido no hacer las cosas por mí mismo, no creer en mi dios y hallar mi destino, tener miedo a la vida y a sus castigos, no vivir cada día como si fuera un último suspiro. Queda prohibido echarte de menos sin alegrarme, odiar los momentos que me hicieron quererte, todo porque nuestros caminos han dejado de abrazarse, olvidar nuestro pasado y pagarlo con nuestro presente. Queda prohibido no intentar comprender a las personas, pensar que sus vidas valen más que la mía, no saber que cada uno tiene su camino y su dicha, sentir que con su falta el mundo se termina. Queda prohibido no crear mi historia, dejar de dar las gracias a mi familia por mi vida, no tener un momento para la gente que me necesita, no comprender que lo que la vida nos da, también nos lo quita. Alfredo Cuervo Barrero ( &lt;a&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡no me extraña que exista tanta confusión,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tanta lejanía de todo, tanta desilusión!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me preguntas cómo se puede ser feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cómo entre tanta mentira puede uno convivir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cada cual es quien se tiene que responder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aunque para mí, aquí, ahora y para siempre:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queda prohibido llorar sin aprender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;levantarme un día sin saber qué hacer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tener miedo a mis recuerdos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sentirme sólo alguna vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queda prohibido no sonreír a los problemas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no luchar por lo que quiero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abandonarlo todo por tener miedo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no convertir en realidad mis sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queda prohibido no demostrarte mi amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hacer que pagues mis dudas y mi mal humor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inventarme cosas que nunca ocurrieron,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;recordarte sólo cuando no te tengo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queda prohibido dejar a mis amigos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no intentar comprender lo que vivimos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;llamarles sólo cuando los necesito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no ver que también nosotros somos distintos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queda prohibido no ser yo ante la gente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fingir ante las personas que no me importan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hacerme el gracioso con tal de que me recuerden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;olvidar a todos aquellos que me quieren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queda prohibido no hacer las cosas por mí mismo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no creer en mi dios y hallar mi destino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tener miedo a la vida y a sus castigos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no vivir cada día como si fuera un último suspiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queda prohibido echarte de menos sin alegrarme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;odiar los momentos que me hicieron quererte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;todo porque nuestros caminos han dejado de abrazarse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;olvidar nuestro pasado y pagarlo con nuestro presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queda prohibido no intentar comprender a las personas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pensar que sus vidas valen más que la mía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no saber que cada uno tiene su camino y su dicha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sentir que con su falta el mundo se termina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queda prohibido no crear mi historia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dejar de dar las gracias a mi familia por mi vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no tener un momento para la gente que me necesita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no comprender que &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lo que la vida nos da, también nos lo quita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-2517087165688300370?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2517087165688300370/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2517087165688300370' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2517087165688300370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2517087165688300370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/qu-es-lo-verdaderamente-importante.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZUQlQXmRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LnAfDMYqXTY/s72-c/1212953911507_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-7907761570707720036</id><published>2008-07-10T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:40.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZTy_GXqwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pTRY9GX3Y5c/s1600-h/1215209180195_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZTy_GXqwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pTRY9GX3Y5c/s400/1215209180195_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221452953379384066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pude haber hecho que nos fuéramos de aquí.Pero no lo hice - ahora es muy tarde, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;se acabó&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;se terminó&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Y te fuiste&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Te extraño&lt;/span&gt;, te extraño, te extraño, te extraño.Te extraño, te extraño mucho.Pero cuantas veces puedo volver hacia atrás.Y desear "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Si tan solo&lt;/span&gt;... "Cuantas veces puedo hablar de esta manera.Y desear "Si tan solo... "Y sigo cometiendo &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;el mismo error&lt;/span&gt;.Sigo lastimando al mismo corazón roto.Y desear "Si tan solo..."Pero ese "Si tan solo..."&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Es un deseo demasiado tardío...&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/2680537268249808268-7907761570707720036?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/7907761570707720036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=7907761570707720036' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/7907761570707720036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/7907761570707720036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/pude-haber-hecho-que-nos-furamos-de-aqu.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZTy_GXqwI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pTRY9GX3Y5c/s72-c/1215209180195_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-9060404919549516950</id><published>2008-07-10T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:40.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZTYSqWxOI/AAAAAAAAACs/-9a4nW2lyJk/s1600-h/1213837522027_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZTYSqWxOI/AAAAAAAAACs/-9a4nW2lyJk/s400/1213837522027_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221452494774125794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Es difícil pensar "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Que todo termina&lt;/span&gt;"Y que esto sea lo último.Realmente creo que debo oirte cantar otra vez.Y verte bailar de nuevo"Porque es dificil pensar"No tendré otra oportunidad de abrazarte...De abrazarte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-9060404919549516950?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/9060404919549516950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=9060404919549516950' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/9060404919549516950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/9060404919549516950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/es-difcil-pensar-que-todo-termina-y-que.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZTYSqWxOI/AAAAAAAAACs/-9a4nW2lyJk/s72-c/1213837522027_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-8822989196360680121</id><published>2008-07-10T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:40.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZTHPtsNpI/AAAAAAAAACk/potgBvmC5hk/s1600-h/1214269760113_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZTHPtsNpI/AAAAAAAAACk/potgBvmC5hk/s400/1214269760113_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221452201925031570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y mientras camino, veo de reojo tu mirada que dice adiós...Todavía puedo ver esa mirada en tus ojos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-8822989196360680121?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/8822989196360680121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=8822989196360680121' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/8822989196360680121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/8822989196360680121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/adios.html' title='Adios..'/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZTHPtsNpI/AAAAAAAAACk/potgBvmC5hk/s72-c/1214269760113_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-4358684939985874716</id><published>2008-07-10T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:40.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZSxHZ8QHI/AAAAAAAAACc/mYzyhYzm4po/s1600-h/1213643241899_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZSxHZ8QHI/AAAAAAAAACc/mYzyhYzm4po/s400/1213643241899_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221451821737590898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me miraste y &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;entendí.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sí, es la mirada que solía conocer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-4358684939985874716?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/4358684939985874716/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=4358684939985874716' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/4358684939985874716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/4358684939985874716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-miraste-y-entend.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZSxHZ8QHI/AAAAAAAAACc/mYzyhYzm4po/s72-c/1213643241899_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-1198999986216714672</id><published>2008-07-10T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:41.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZSToBcXVI/AAAAAAAAACU/MBBGGZV8ZGs/s1600-h/1212689776_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZSToBcXVI/AAAAAAAAACU/MBBGGZV8ZGs/s400/1212689776_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221451315097132370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ella siempre parece tan feliz entre la muchedumbre, sus ojos sontan privados y orgullosos, que&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tiene permitido verlos llorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-1198999986216714672?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/1198999986216714672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=1198999986216714672' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/1198999986216714672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/1198999986216714672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/ella-siempre-parece-tan-feliz-entre-la.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZSToBcXVI/AAAAAAAAACU/MBBGGZV8ZGs/s72-c/1212689776_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-1543477083578052457</id><published>2008-07-10T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:41.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZR94fiMMI/AAAAAAAAACM/qajVyFxK29Q/s1600-h/chiqa+rosaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZR94fiMMI/AAAAAAAAACM/qajVyFxK29Q/s400/chiqa+rosaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221450941561188546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Te quiero desde la primera vez que tus ojos se encontraron con los míos, desde la primera vez que tu boca &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;fascinó mi ser.&lt;/span&gt;Te quiero desde la primera vez que tu imagen se coló en mi &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;sueño&lt;/span&gt; y despertó en mí el sentimiento de &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;querer&lt;/span&gt;.Te quiero simplemente porque eres la única persona que ha conseguido que la quiera de esa manera &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;tan especial&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/2680537268249808268-1543477083578052457?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/1543477083578052457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=1543477083578052457' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/1543477083578052457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/1543477083578052457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/te-quiero-desde-la-primera-vez-que-tus.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZR94fiMMI/AAAAAAAAACM/qajVyFxK29Q/s72-c/chiqa+rosaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-7514655384694279563</id><published>2008-07-10T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:41.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZRtPsMGKI/AAAAAAAAACE/jKPO3PkBqAo/s1600-h/abrazo+bajo+aguaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZRtPsMGKI/AAAAAAAAACE/jKPO3PkBqAo/s400/abrazo+bajo+aguaaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221450655730505890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bueno, sabes que puedes correr, pero no esconderte.Pero no te estoy dejando, a menos que vengas conmigo.Hemos tenido nuestros problemas pero estoy a tu lado.Eres todo lo que necesito, por favor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cree en mi.&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/2680537268249808268-7514655384694279563?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/7514655384694279563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=7514655384694279563' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/7514655384694279563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/7514655384694279563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/bueno-sabes-que-puedes-correr-pero-no.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZRtPsMGKI/AAAAAAAAACE/jKPO3PkBqAo/s72-c/abrazo+bajo+aguaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2396218731089646545</id><published>2008-07-10T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:41.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZRYZ0xWMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ArY-3XKI06g/s1600-h/dewpedidaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZRYZ0xWMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ArY-3XKI06g/s400/dewpedidaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221450297673603266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deja de perseguirme con tu mirada.Estoy cansada de verte siempre preocupado.La culpa de tus celos la tiene tu imaginación.Deja de castigarme con tus palabras.Si sabes que con otros nunca pasa nada.Ninguno es como tú, te quiero con locura.Deja de repetirme que ya estás harto.Que sufres demasiado, que no me aguantas.Y óyeme.Moriré, si tú te vas de mí.Te juro que no sé vivir, si tú no estás aquí.Lloraré cuando tú estés sin mí.Pero jamás me rendiré, voy a luchar por ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-2396218731089646545?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2396218731089646545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2396218731089646545' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2396218731089646545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2396218731089646545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/deja-de-perseguirme-con-tu-mirada.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZRYZ0xWMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ArY-3XKI06g/s72-c/dewpedidaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-6994359027189480221</id><published>2008-07-10T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:42.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZRLHF72OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BzPIr2z7PGM/s1600-h/bumbum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZRLHF72OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BzPIr2z7PGM/s400/bumbum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221450069307021538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No quiero escuchar que vendrá mi tiempo cuando se siente que ya está aquí.Deberíamos aprender a caminar antes de correr¿Pero porqué te vas a donde sea si estás tan cerca?Porque cuando te busco tan triste y confundida y sintiendo como si pudiera llorar Tu secas mis ojos .Solo un beso tuyo, y repentinamente veo el camino presente frente a míMe diste la fuerza, me diste esperanza y cuando me tienes en tus brazosTu me haces entera ,Y simplemente no sé que es lo que haré sin un beso tuyoEstoy soñando con un beso tuyo Uno de amor, largo y verdaderoSeguiremos y seguiremos y… Estoy buscando un beso de buenas nochesQue dure toda mi vida Y más y más…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-6994359027189480221?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/6994359027189480221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=6994359027189480221' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/6994359027189480221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/6994359027189480221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-quiero-escuchar-que-vendr-mi-tiempo.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZRLHF72OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BzPIr2z7PGM/s72-c/bumbum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2384791627324808067</id><published>2008-07-10T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:42.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZQ3wllMFI/AAAAAAAAABs/jpyEYxmioKo/s1600-h/chika+ventana+y+sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZQ3wllMFI/AAAAAAAAABs/jpyEYxmioKo/s400/chika+ventana+y+sol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221449736848224338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me arde me arde es tarde para curarme me arde me quema deje la sangre en la arena me arde me esta quemando! estoy disimulando como fuego sobre la superficie del mar como el viento caliente del desierto me quema, (me quema) saber que no vas a volver en serio me arde me duele todo el cuero me arde, me quema deje la carne en la arena me arde me esta quemando! (y) estoy disimulando como fuego sobre la superficie del mar como el viento caliente del desierto me quema (me quema) saber que no vas a volver estaba hablando con la hermana de una chica colombiana dormían en camas separadas tomando un capuchino era el año nuevo chico en un restaurante argentino (con empanadas y vino) el problema es que la nena era linda pero buena gente y me toco la frente me arde! me esta quemando estoy disimulando como fuego sobre la superficie lunar como el viento caliente del desierto me arde (me quema) saber que no vas... a volver me arde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-2384791627324808067?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2384791627324808067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2384791627324808067' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2384791627324808067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2384791627324808067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-arde-me-arde-es-tarde-para-curarme.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZQ3wllMFI/AAAAAAAAABs/jpyEYxmioKo/s72-c/chika+ventana+y+sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-8637084779548632629</id><published>2008-07-10T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:42.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZQXm_zV-I/AAAAAAAAABk/eRejJ40ZyfQ/s1600-h/ventana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZQXm_zV-I/AAAAAAAAABk/eRejJ40ZyfQ/s400/ventana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221449184518035426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somos complices los dos Al menos se que huyo porque amo Necesito distension Estar asi despierto Es un delirio de condenados Como un efecto residual Yo siempre tomare el desvio Tus ojos nunca mentiran Pero ese ruido blanco Es una alarma en mis oidos No seas tan cruel No busques mas pretextos No seas tan cruel Siempre seremos profugos los dos No tenemos donde ir Somos como un area desvastada Carreteras sin sentido Religiones sin motivo Como podremos sobrevivir No seas tan cruel No busques mas pretextos No seas tan cruel Siempre seremos Siempre seremos profugos los dos Ven No seas tan cruel No busques mas pretextos No seas tan cruel Siempre seremos profugos Siempre seremos profugos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-8637084779548632629?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/8637084779548632629/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=8637084779548632629' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/8637084779548632629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/8637084779548632629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/somos-complices-los-dos-al-menos-se-que.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZQXm_zV-I/AAAAAAAAABk/eRejJ40ZyfQ/s72-c/ventana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2216373778416907666</id><published>2008-07-10T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:42.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZP12iZtzI/AAAAAAAAABc/DJBY0H9tFpA/s1600-h/florr+i+pisoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZP12iZtzI/AAAAAAAAABc/DJBY0H9tFpA/s400/florr+i+pisoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221448604574136114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Facil borrarse, y dificil arreglar mi corazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-2216373778416907666?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2216373778416907666/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2216373778416907666' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2216373778416907666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2216373778416907666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/facil-borrarse-y-dificil-arreglar-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZP12iZtzI/AAAAAAAAABc/DJBY0H9tFpA/s72-c/florr+i+pisoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-5296541129658704122</id><published>2008-07-10T11:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:42.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZPKcplKPI/AAAAAAAAABU/a4TQEdDiNhw/s1600-h/vos+entendes+no...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZPKcplKPI/AAAAAAAAABU/a4TQEdDiNhw/s400/vos+entendes+no...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221447858890549490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y si. Vos me entendes. y ademas es demasiado obvio, Como con cada palabra logrñas enternecerme toda y sacar lo más lindo de mi. Como con mirarme a los ojos conseguís que te diga todo lo que siento, como me alegras la vida. Es tan hermoso esto que me haces sentir, que siento que floto, que vuelo, y juntos hacia un más alla. Es lo que vos me das, lo mas divino, lo que me hace derretirme de amor. Te amo tanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-5296541129658704122?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/5296541129658704122/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=5296541129658704122' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/5296541129658704122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/5296541129658704122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/y-si.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZPKcplKPI/AAAAAAAAABU/a4TQEdDiNhw/s72-c/vos+entendes+no...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2596419496891491854</id><published>2008-07-10T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:42.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pero el amor es más fuerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZO-fUKUcI/AAAAAAAAABM/5NPLwHZm3PM/s1600-h/i%27m+not+perfect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZO-fUKUcI/AAAAAAAAABM/5NPLwHZm3PM/s400/i%27m+not+perfect.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221447653447586242" 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/2680537268249808268-2596419496891491854?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2596419496891491854/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2596419496891491854' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2596419496891491854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2596419496891491854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/pero-el-amor-es-ms-fuerte.html' title='Pero el amor es más fuerte'/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZO-fUKUcI/AAAAAAAAABM/5NPLwHZm3PM/s72-c/i%27m+not+perfect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2209998344696489739</id><published>2008-07-10T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:43.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZOv-XBzII/AAAAAAAAABE/Skz0OQyig2s/s1600-h/donde+escapar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZOv-XBzII/AAAAAAAAABE/Skz0OQyig2s/s400/donde+escapar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221447404083072130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya no queda más&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/2680537268249808268-2209998344696489739?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2209998344696489739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2209998344696489739' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2209998344696489739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2209998344696489739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/ya-no-queda-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZOv-XBzII/AAAAAAAAABE/Skz0OQyig2s/s72-c/donde+escapar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2944855368898948052</id><published>2008-07-10T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:43.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasta la muerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZOejMOU9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JYCbfWNIj8M/s1600-h/abrazame+x+favor+y+no+me+sueltes+mas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZOejMOU9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JYCbfWNIj8M/s400/abrazame+x+favor+y+no+me+sueltes+mas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221447104732222418" 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/2680537268249808268-2944855368898948052?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2944855368898948052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2944855368898948052' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2944855368898948052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2944855368898948052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/hasta-la-muerte.html' title='Hasta la muerte'/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZOejMOU9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/JYCbfWNIj8M/s72-c/abrazame+x+favor+y+no+me+sueltes+mas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-5311977542962930426</id><published>2008-07-10T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:43.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volveré contigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZOJ5PKt0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3l4iqhxP1AU/s1600-h/1214696310431_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZOJ5PKt0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3l4iqhxP1AU/s400/1214696310431_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221446749872895810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me harás aún más feliz, más de lo que eramos tu y yo. más que ahora y en este momento.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Porque somos uno, los dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-5311977542962930426?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/5311977542962930426/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=5311977542962930426' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/5311977542962930426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/5311977542962930426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/volver-contigo.html' title='Volveré contigo'/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZOJ5PKt0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/3l4iqhxP1AU/s72-c/1214696310431_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-474709905797484289</id><published>2008-07-10T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:43.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZNf413hzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-52jUdij_dQ/s1600-h/1213120189270_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZNf413hzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-52jUdij_dQ/s400/1213120189270_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221446028212274994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y oir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ahora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; todo esto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-474709905797484289?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/474709905797484289/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=474709905797484289' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/474709905797484289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/474709905797484289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/y-oir-ahora-todo-esto.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZNf413hzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-52jUdij_dQ/s72-c/1213120189270_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-6043404588469121939</id><published>2008-07-10T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:44.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZNPtjUbBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MkQSZZEopEE/s1600-h/1214682502373_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZNPtjUbBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MkQSZZEopEE/s400/1214682502373_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221445750303779858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te necesito, ahora mas que nunca. Tomame de la mano y caminemos hacia el vacío, hacia donde nadie nos pueda oir, y dejame decirte las cosas mas hermosas.Solo tienes que seguir, muy adelante, y mirar fijo hacia el sol; no te preocupes, tambien estoy asustada, pero estamos juntos, y juntos es mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-6043404588469121939?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/6043404588469121939/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=6043404588469121939' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/6043404588469121939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/6043404588469121939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/te-necesito-ahora-mas-que-nunca.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZNPtjUbBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MkQSZZEopEE/s72-c/1214682502373_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-625694181469757384</id><published>2008-07-10T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:44.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZMuvUkZjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/l67r32lYWJ4/s1600-h/1213739019545_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZMuvUkZjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/l67r32lYWJ4/s400/1213739019545_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221445183843100210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te lo pido, de rodillas, no te lleves mi amor, no me robes la sonrisa ni dejes caer mis lagrimas, no proveques al olvido, no arrojes un adios, no.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solamente quedate conmigo, una ultima vez, dejame sentirte cerca, dejame tocar tu piel y mirarte a los ojos, una ultima vez. Una ultima vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2680537268249808268-625694181469757384?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/625694181469757384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=625694181469757384' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/625694181469757384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/625694181469757384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/te-lo-pido-de-rodillas-no-te-lleves-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZMuvUkZjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/l67r32lYWJ4/s72-c/1213739019545_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-2411472939952567949</id><published>2008-07-10T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:44.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZMLaphzNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmI9adJOufs/s1600-h/1213066403749_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZMLaphzNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmI9adJOufs/s400/1213066403749_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221444576998444242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus palabras se las lleva el viento, y ahora solamente tengo un puñado de recuerdos, tu foto y un café.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vuelve un momento y hazme entender que la vida continúa, aunque  ya no estes.&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/2680537268249808268-2411472939952567949?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/2411472939952567949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=2411472939952567949' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2411472939952567949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/2411472939952567949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/tus-palabras-se-las-lleva-el-viento-y.html' title=''/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZMLaphzNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jmI9adJOufs/s72-c/1213066403749_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2680537268249808268.post-369807459616151352</id><published>2008-07-10T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:07:44.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solamente explicame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZLigNHibI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k_9aLRYK9mE/s1600-h/1215467090331_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZLigNHibI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k_9aLRYK9mE/s400/1215467090331_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221443874115258802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Como decirle a mi corazón que esto se terminó.&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/2680537268249808268-369807459616151352?l=confiesosentirr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/feeds/369807459616151352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2680537268249808268&amp;postID=369807459616151352' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/369807459616151352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2680537268249808268/posts/default/369807459616151352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confiesosentirr.blogspot.com/2008/07/solamente-explicame.html' title='Solamente explicame'/><author><name>CONFIESO sentir.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05877288573021485752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2IpUScFseok/SHZLigNHibI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k_9aLRYK9mE/s72-c/1215467090331_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
