tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57237380053460771732024-03-13T00:51:59.331-07:00Half of what I say is meaning lessUn lugar detras del Mar,
Entre dos árboles y una LunaMichelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-70112450938261872682010-08-22T20:32:00.000-07:002010-08-22T20:42:12.455-07:00Asustado de Ver<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz1ats5jDNnPSkpW7RBk6LuGRxl1xIyq0fzxYcXaXUDKNxqKUIx2cwaFFHwQjqae5skhpENMGWT9T_5gZDH_A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-78638702120791781042010-08-19T18:05:00.000-07:002010-08-19T18:15:46.366-07:00Hasta Que Finalmente Morí<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzsVZXxKj6Tgbs1WN9iAj8GecRK9q7JbUuRbkHEHy_h7-vmWGsTsnIf1TPmJIX2R8NPX7QFumBKnJLxE2hOGg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-54028780999657478072010-08-15T17:47:00.000-07:002010-08-15T17:57:55.604-07:00Soy un Perdedor<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dykgpI-dFnEqdAKPyHTjhqzh4pzw8ZFLLVt16-EeBRV5ypJP55_OnvtCdVmzzapqWSnaOPgKVUXJtlSuhT6Hw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-89828796871444691302010-08-03T19:54:00.000-07:002010-08-03T20:25:48.182-07:00Atmosphere<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxdlsFRQsfZzzHMm-sxsOwWrpUpdf_7nftiVp_ynnOPNnHuOIpT1PkuXwSScM9OaB3gUlXDJKN3woOF9BsfTA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-88397553277258527372010-06-03T17:44:00.000-07:002010-06-03T17:56:38.767-07:00The Holy Hour (dedicated to Ian Curtis)<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='427' height='367' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxJxHTF7e3e8wZu1t5Qqxav3w0mHRjbZvbYCC4V1pkIU2X5MerZnGw3_8DDjwnYmHDBV4Zk7vCEWEkO7rjoUA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-7678442541379577882010-02-14T16:13:00.000-08:002010-02-14T16:35:46.744-08:00El Talento De Un Campeón<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrRcai78FYnR41PE1nobmLdc_di0W1S6VyXQbCoI4xfexQ2Cl1GFTq89KlI-pjoZLJoidlWB69K3xawxQVJnbpRZqtvcmqZa4l9tK1pMUM8Nh8u4U5D0oHmKA6BkElxmViTmq12u6X35Q/s1600-h/fadfasd.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438262113550871522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrRcai78FYnR41PE1nobmLdc_di0W1S6VyXQbCoI4xfexQ2Cl1GFTq89KlI-pjoZLJoidlWB69K3xawxQVJnbpRZqtvcmqZa4l9tK1pMUM8Nh8u4U5D0oHmKA6BkElxmViTmq12u6X35Q/s400/fadfasd.bmp" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Escucho los sonidos, me rodean, como mis pensamientos lo continúan haciendo día tras día, estos son penetrados por mis sentimientos, como espadas cortando un órgano lenta y desquiciadamente, de la manera mas inquietante que puedas imaginar, con la mano que menos esperas que lo haga, si, hasta esa persona puede llegar a hacer algo tan horrible, siento como el vació inunda, baña y corroe todos estos preciosos días sin dejar rastro de mi identidad, mi persona queda retratada en un bosque, donde los niños corren, se pierden y lloran, la pena, la plenitud del olvido, entre mis dedos se va, se desvanece, como arena, seca y bien monótona ... la incertidumbre de la ambigüedad de la situación llama a gritos, gritos muy sangrientos, antiguas historias de mi vida que deberían permanecer encerrados en este corazón ... mi corazón; no tocar, no violar, no mirar, no confiar, no estimular, no controlar, no poseer, no menospreciar, no interpretar, no juzgar, no tranquilizar, no limpiar, no apresurar, no amar ... </em></span></div>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-50090569770575662852010-02-06T20:32:00.000-08:002010-02-06T20:48:30.382-08:00The End<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='400' height='345' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyIHHKYb-Gh_hZh9pPYYPyyogfio1Psc66rUs4fsEwEao4R8iRtKgn6uScsgAz1JWIJIXOAU7GKc9Dh_fBi' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-40548180288026838332010-02-06T18:57:00.000-08:002010-02-06T19:43:38.270-08:00Yes, The River Knows<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='401' height='348' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwiHlVjSiPx258RNdNvmMXWU7boKzaHdclnZi0q9pfwAp5Xn0B526ro5Gkny6BDcFwcxI5JyTlLxGILepBpgg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-495196882796972342010-02-06T18:13:00.000-08:002010-02-06T18:44:07.938-08:00Five To One<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='426' height='355' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyKFo3LO1M3Gd19aM3M1xTTVaBHX6rX8ODYv9LqNIUVIpwVzs-4Jbi7M1PL7PfJwAPqbgcottq0pwKgoUsI4g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-11979273687236664622010-02-06T17:52:00.000-08:002010-02-06T18:13:13.815-08:00Love Street<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='405' height='342' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwkZ4ZpKAKlLknERI20shIkd2EIyHXa3_iTG1ai5Ai3mAVpYS-94YNLmJPhRpIPnsHgp48mEuTWnANgIm0ZNw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-28100867268447935362010-02-06T17:27:00.000-08:002010-02-06T17:51:55.984-08:00Gloria<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='428' height='349' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwSshoZHeq13_FNhQQttPtrOIfOjv4OYIhFdmWc1o1lX3q1RQ1uOJZRU9m9j3oz1ctLuhKDehA9Xd-zBY_48Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-14154892000626788062010-02-06T16:04:00.000-08:002010-02-06T16:23:00.733-08:00Moonlight Drive<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='418' height='343' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwmgeFiCsclJGflMbHozTsO3R-ul0yhPUNdClmREoGgWdSYMmrkFOgQpe4nRlBzf2UqY95IpiMmFH5LmHoIUQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-72896801142157964422010-02-06T15:18:00.000-08:002010-02-06T15:43:22.076-08:00Shaman's Blues<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='400' height='327' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxEOU-_Wf42p2BLb7dy12W86FIEHmoU6i35pFcejcwZym_OeZNxfLuXz7LJDANs1k8KraufdVpJqGpHYCG03g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-35694893692860039242010-02-06T14:35:00.000-08:002010-02-06T15:13:09.322-08:00L'America<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='412' height='329' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzOTI6EVOisSOm27p0bYpWDCFdpi6h7jR5Ok34BXizGAXgIxrNYVcXfmy8Pd3KabMWVA7I9nI_jkjO-6XRC' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-24967632637656406732010-01-25T17:12:00.000-08:002010-01-25T17:54:51.452-08:00Strange Days<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='391' height='330' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyu5W5brTo0starJP2bvOH1wWmortFgUA89AejRbAWHMRbLKhAZQgo5ukG03r9ya4GM4xt3JbDWCLYB_0vgfA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-77320007122763488582010-01-21T17:51:00.000-08:002010-01-21T18:10:14.464-08:00Ship Of Fools<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='417' height='345' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxhNPWO7zV1IBczpUFEEPwLa3wNxUB35Z7MQ0xzryDVV8f6mO2rc5zOKq4pfRggaxXeLHb2KMezI4MREzBHBQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-1462789635201117292010-01-17T17:19:00.000-08:002010-01-17T18:06:18.143-08:00Been Down So Long<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='411' height='335' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwpGzHxu5ce5gHM56XUrGseeb1vR-OK84DUzsPA7iG6yB9yLOr88XkuoCBvCFHDeWPBTSPIUQoKwM_2ybs8pg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-47056115456001692342010-01-11T19:29:00.000-08:002010-01-22T20:10:23.087-08:00deXpresión<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6hWRZcbqEvxxFfjVicUT3OC6tp0GmTuXw3IcPr3K57BjAICX8s3rQT6znDIp5Xh1QwPGygSLdn_TSsD4crRuDhphv4Epk5b1zA4FZdk9DZdghnoTSIeST0QejTbsSjQaN47ErfieqLao/s1600-h/volando.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425938930944246306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6hWRZcbqEvxxFfjVicUT3OC6tp0GmTuXw3IcPr3K57BjAICX8s3rQT6znDIp5Xh1QwPGygSLdn_TSsD4crRuDhphv4Epk5b1zA4FZdk9DZdghnoTSIeST0QejTbsSjQaN47ErfieqLao/s400/volando.jpg" /></a><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">La felicidad esta en quien la busca, no en quien la encuentra</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Albergando sueños que flotan al frente de tus ojos día a día, respirándolos al unisono de la cordura que mantiene el amor de las personas que te rodean</span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">La espada de Damocles penderá tan alto como el discernimiento que tengas sobre la orientación que tenga tu vida hoy mismo</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Solo sonríe" es lo que MÁS podrán hacer las arañas que cuidan de ti, desde lejos gemirán tu nombre con el afán de que sientas como te rasguña el alma tu propio corazón</span></em></div><br /><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></em></div><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sentirás como los latidos de la vida comienzan a precipitarse cada vez mas rápido, la ansiedad, el nerviosismo, te vuelves impaciente, algo esta cerca, y te agrada ese algo, lo has esperado por mucho tiempo, y en cada respiración que das, deseas con todas tus ganas apretando tus manos para que nada salga mal ...<br /></span></em><br /><div></div>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-47848477695307748672010-01-05T21:13:00.000-08:002010-01-05T21:44:59.889-08:00Jugband Blues<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='410' height='356' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwTBD0I1OvHxcnRI0o_XYFjTFjCFDFpuFaClZ1shOiGOgakbJfSNWVPNTQ-Ut5452_Y55dqz1zfFjXLPodwpA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-55224087509423751702009-12-18T17:17:00.000-08:002009-12-19T08:32:49.667-08:00Noche<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWvCKjhWx2aJnx4y5ZtUdIjgH-OCe13VU3cO-BvN0INP81_JGn7fIJwl-2NHMT0uDbMPZnEhtcI2079fqZfnSg9dp3QetsUVEcTmwytFVzYcrTziBDsnhWOtiH91RvXkIccqOwde79sAk/s1600-h/luna_noche.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416985642944082114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWvCKjhWx2aJnx4y5ZtUdIjgH-OCe13VU3cO-BvN0INP81_JGn7fIJwl-2NHMT0uDbMPZnEhtcI2079fqZfnSg9dp3QetsUVEcTmwytFVzYcrTziBDsnhWOtiH91RvXkIccqOwde79sAk/s400/luna_noche.jpg" /></a> <div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>recostado en el pasto</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>respirando sueños con formas de nube</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>sosteniendo la respiración</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>alcanzo a tenerte cerca de mi</em></span></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>siluetas de extraños pensamientos </em></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>en el mar </em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span></div><div><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span></em></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>caminando van y vienen sin descansar</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>en cada adiós me abrazas con tus ojos</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>...tu aroma es el que no se cansa de mi</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>esencia del cielo danzante</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>en cada estrella brillante</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>despojos terrenales yacen</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>con tu linda sonrisa nacen</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em></em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>tranquilidad y armonía ...</em></span></div></div>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-17385177959792699732009-12-10T13:09:00.000-08:002009-12-10T13:29:23.097-08:00Momma Sed<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='402' height='338' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxTLvBG9m5l1amDR0HcGrNLurIph_lPex59VrabInG0hfqMKNg19dQLfIgF_B1pNI-N6wEU9_jlO0VIWetH1g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-58181960991923065902009-11-15T15:29:00.000-08:002009-12-19T13:38:59.370-08:00Inmune a Sanar<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLPSbybIH3xG3Y1US5-qTyloSybuEWQu7kDrCXVsvzttx5ZWe4adCgKPWjjbrmbGcBnS3bytsjqP_nrC5Fm_tBb-rV8GjKf4OajMdTlM2Xz3163VFMVPxb7wWfnwr0KiCfwxulukSNSlM/s1600/120b.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406305376322837746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLPSbybIH3xG3Y1US5-qTyloSybuEWQu7kDrCXVsvzttx5ZWe4adCgKPWjjbrmbGcBnS3bytsjqP_nrC5Fm_tBb-rV8GjKf4OajMdTlM2Xz3163VFMVPxb7wWfnwr0KiCfwxulukSNSlM/s400/120b.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><em>Emociones que viven esquivando balas disparadas por escépticos bañados en salsas de virtud</em></strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><em>Retornando a la vertiente de costras dentro de un flujo de amor proyectado a la miseria<br /></em></strong></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><em>Todo el mundo corre desnudo, pero están ciegos ... corren mirando lo que ellos quieren ver</em></strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><em>Aquellos ojos que lloran todos los días, lloran sin derramar lágrimas, pero si ves esos ojos puedes saber que lloran, pues te observan, te agradan, los entiendes, luego los odias, y al final saludas a la decepción desde su concepción</em></strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><em>Con fuego los barrotes escriben en tu piel la agridulce palabra "NO", luego sonríe</em></strong></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><em>no...no...no...no...NO...NO...NO...NO...NO...NO !!! NO !!!!!!!! ... ¿ te gusta esa palabra ?<br /></em></strong></span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><em>¿ no ? ... que mal... ACOSTÚMBRATE !!!</em></strong></span></div>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-71763568359344430442009-11-01T08:04:00.000-08:002009-11-05T17:39:42.253-08:00Sofocancia Inspirativa<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsYWymChrlUlJJiOmVTEeGf_5TixwoJCLKlNSkIIOc2WYvdJVPem_lMeAGZEGBshoi4O81FpwQV0JbS5jRW7KMjv5wgBIVbUCnUB0dzuQoyDXKCmzvAjJVAmWr_-BG76dvSiSubl5clqQ/s1600-h/soledaddddddd.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399189917799467618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsYWymChrlUlJJiOmVTEeGf_5TixwoJCLKlNSkIIOc2WYvdJVPem_lMeAGZEGBshoi4O81FpwQV0JbS5jRW7KMjv5wgBIVbUCnUB0dzuQoyDXKCmzvAjJVAmWr_-BG76dvSiSubl5clqQ/s400/soledaddddddd.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Creí</div><br /><div>Quise creer</div><br /><div>Perdí</div><br /><div>NO pudo crecer</div><br /><div>Lo se</div><br /><div>Así es, ha sido y podría ser</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Eres increíble</div><br /><div>Incomprendida dentro de un panal de muñecos de plasticina</div><br /><div>¿Como yo ...... !!?</div><br /><div>Eso no lo es todo</div><br /><div>Haces promesas que no eres capaz de cumplir</div><br /><div>Las heridas que van desde adentro hasta las lágrimas son las que nunca sanan...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>*el arte de sufrir antes de comenzar a vivir, sin embargo la culpa no es una palabra válida aquí</div>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-82268733094331981072009-10-30T14:14:00.000-07:002009-10-30T14:29:40.971-07:00Kick Me In My Eye<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ7sWfZDSo8Lveei98RPVsPQpf5AD8qcSRmVT5zsM3IuPhfHPep9y6K_J_CFEXeKxSvtopi4B6NaLsXqCQBqKtYr5McFH3FWbLkW9Et75W-YoQGXA-Hy9_Z3DFJuJAjdACx5W5B7QWNh4/s1600-h/happyface1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398508118364892130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ7sWfZDSo8Lveei98RPVsPQpf5AD8qcSRmVT5zsM3IuPhfHPep9y6K_J_CFEXeKxSvtopi4B6NaLsXqCQBqKtYr5McFH3FWbLkW9Et75W-YoQGXA-Hy9_Z3DFJuJAjdACx5W5B7QWNh4/s400/happyface1.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>while you suck my pride</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>the gruelling days will have a real meaning</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>steping inside of this fancy sheep's road</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>a real sun is turning his back to us</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>well, if you don't mind, the thirsty game have a lot of fakes like you</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>so this day, I will let you take my hand and then ... run !</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em></em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>... very far away from me ...</em></span></div>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723738005346077173.post-13687174303020623742009-10-13T15:39:00.000-07:002009-10-14T11:52:07.133-07:00Miel que Seca la Compasión<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiDCpSKrNLKAw4Tzw7-IVMR1umq42Qe95OL3LbrG4Z1KDscT9eVuNEgLvZYNbaqo5s7awixIYaG7GUT6a6aycc2Jouw3j9EVo4sx0WUWE3UFVsksuDwgAAHX4_Vzi4eHnuTN9JGKoQlXE/s1600-h/echoes.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392237337851698274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiDCpSKrNLKAw4Tzw7-IVMR1umq42Qe95OL3LbrG4Z1KDscT9eVuNEgLvZYNbaqo5s7awixIYaG7GUT6a6aycc2Jouw3j9EVo4sx0WUWE3UFVsksuDwgAAHX4_Vzi4eHnuTN9JGKoQlXE/s400/echoes.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Continuas sufriendo junto a mi, dentro de toda esta sensibilidad </em></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>El alma que llora por la calma ante toda esta maldad</em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>La bondad ... la amabilidad ...</em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Todos merecen esta piedad cuidadosa, esta solidaridad en la finitud o por la menesterosidad </em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em></em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Bajo la cama logras respirar con mucha mas tranquilidad</em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Los barrotes de este asilo se burlan de mi libertad</em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Observa, allí en el camino de hojas arrugadas duerme tu amistad</em></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Cabezas que ruedan sonríen en una colina desangrada con luz propia generada por tu sinceridad</em></span></div>Michelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08296103287615522355noreply@blogger.com1