<?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-9140618182102482493</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:11:20.497-08:00</updated><category term='lucas'/><category term='paraiso'/><category term='chaparro'/><category term='Dios'/><category term='hip hop'/><category term='Unikuex'/><category term='reggaeton'/><category term='acevedo'/><category term='rap'/><category term='uniquex'/><category term='Distacia'/><title type='text'>Emocionales</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-9081265967850968592</id><published>2011-06-16T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T18:24:29.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te amé, te amo y te amaré</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hj7Jvm0sKzM/TfqshXtkfXI/AAAAAAAAARA/Lw1aJGzx2vc/s1600/mirando-al-horizonte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hj7Jvm0sKzM/TfqshXtkfXI/AAAAAAAAARA/Lw1aJGzx2vc/s320/mirando-al-horizonte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618993174398926194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amé más de lo que me imaginé,&lt;br /&gt;Todo me hablaba de vos,&lt;br /&gt;el paisaje, los arboles y el viento.&lt;br /&gt;Todo me hacia recordarte, todo lo que veía tenia tu cara&lt;br /&gt;y sobre todo tu nombre.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ya es tarde para hablar,&lt;br /&gt;ya es tarde para decirte que te quiero,&lt;br /&gt;ya no tengo esperanzas de escuchar esas palabras de tu boca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te ame mucho más de lo que pensabas,&lt;br /&gt;mucho más de lo que te imaginabas.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pensé que te podía amar tanto.&lt;br /&gt;Te amaba más que a mi propia vida.&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo peor de todo, lo oscuro de mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;es que pesar de los años siento algo,&lt;br /&gt;algo que no quiero sentir,&lt;br /&gt;algo que me trae tristeza y melancolía,&lt;br /&gt;algo que me dice mi mente y mi corazón todos los días,&lt;br /&gt;es que aun te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Acevedo Gustavo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-9081265967850968592?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/9081265967850968592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=9081265967850968592' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/9081265967850968592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/9081265967850968592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2011/06/te-ame-te-amo-y-te-amare.html' title='Te amé, te amo y te amaré'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hj7Jvm0sKzM/TfqshXtkfXI/AAAAAAAAARA/Lw1aJGzx2vc/s72-c/mirando-al-horizonte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-4839873753431871248</id><published>2011-05-27T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T19:00:06.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para mi mami</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pareciera como si fue ayer que vi tu rostro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me dijiste lo orgulloso que eras, pero yo me fui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si solo hubiera sabido lo q se hoy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te debería abrazarte entre mis brazos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Debería alejar el dolor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gracias por todo lo que hiciste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdono todos tus errores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No hay nada que podría hacer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para oír tu voz otra vez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algunas veces quiero llamarte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pero se que no estarás. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ohh perdón por culparte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por cada cosa que no podría hacer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y me lastime a mi misma por lastimarte. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algunos días me siento rota pero no lo acepto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algunas veces quiero huir por que te extraño&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y es difícil decir adiós&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuando se tiene que decir de esta manera. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deberías decirme por que estaba equivocada?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deberías ayudarme a entender?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me estas viendo alguna ves?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estas orgullosa de quien soy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No hay nada q no Daria! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por tener una ultima oportunidad &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;para mirarte los Ojos Y verte Mirandome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh¡ disculpa por culparte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por cada cosa que no podría hacer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y me lastime a mi misma, ohh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si solo tuviese un día mas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te dijera lo tanto que te extraño&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desde que te fuiste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh¡, es tan peligroso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta tan fuera de contexto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intentar devolver el tiempo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh¡ perdón por culparte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por cada cosa que no podría hacer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y me lastime a mi misma por lastimarte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ruarte, Barbara E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-4839873753431871248?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/4839873753431871248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=4839873753431871248' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/4839873753431871248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/4839873753431871248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2011/05/pareciera-como-si-fue-ayer-que-vi-tu.html' title='Para mi mami'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-8304579986640053661</id><published>2011-02-21T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T18:48:41.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UN POCO DE FELICIDAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ARy6jDlFE-s/TWMipKEMCRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MaR31PJuoSs/s1600/2594380366-felicidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ARy6jDlFE-s/TWMipKEMCRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MaR31PJuoSs/s320/2594380366-felicidad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576338854086707474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;La felicidad es la certeza de no sentirse perdido.Jorge Bucay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Fuiste lo que quise&lt;br /&gt;Fuiste placer, fuiste un destino&lt;br /&gt;Por lo visto perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Una vez fuiste mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;También fuiste mis sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Dime tú: ¿en qué anduve mal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Eras mi deseo, mi cometa de cada momento&lt;br /&gt;Un poco de mi felicidad se fue&lt;br /&gt;Cuando ocasionaste un amor eterno obscuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Lothar A. Acellar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-8304579986640053661?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/8304579986640053661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=8304579986640053661' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/8304579986640053661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/8304579986640053661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2011/02/un-poco-de-felicidad.html' title='UN POCO DE FELICIDAD'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ARy6jDlFE-s/TWMipKEMCRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MaR31PJuoSs/s72-c/2594380366-felicidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-6588638658385553724</id><published>2010-12-07T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T06:34:38.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo quería estar contigo</title><content type='html'>He dejado de decir, &lt;br /&gt;decir que te quiero&lt;br /&gt;He dejado de hablar, &lt;br /&gt;ahora sólo quiero gritar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me parecía ir muy despacio&lt;br /&gt;Con el tiempo me di cuenta que no avanzo nada&lt;br /&gt;Cuando mueren los jardines del amor&lt;br /&gt;Ya no hay flores para regar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quería estar contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Estar en un jardín donde exista &lt;br /&gt;solo la bella primavera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quería amarte más pero mi amor &lt;br /&gt;se quedó por el camino.&lt;br /&gt;Tus pimpollos marchitaron &lt;br /&gt;y sólo me dejaron las espinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quería amarte más,&lt;br /&gt;Quería estar contigo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-6588638658385553724?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/6588638658385553724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-7197921760264163970</id><published>2010-08-21T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T12:01:49.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me acobijarás en tu cariño</title><content type='html'>Me acompañaras todos los días&lt;br /&gt;En cosas buenas y en las que te olvidas&lt;br /&gt;Nunca dejarás al compañero &lt;br /&gt;A quien cuidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me esperaras en tu casa de lana &lt;br /&gt;Ese hogar de añoranzas &lt;br /&gt;En la que guardarás para mí,&lt;br /&gt;Un pobre forajido, alimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me brindas calor&lt;br /&gt;Para que no esté desnudo&lt;br /&gt;Frente al crudo invierno&lt;br /&gt;Que congela mis sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dios bueno, prepárame ese lugar&lt;br /&gt;Donde no existan penas ni tristezas&lt;br /&gt;El oro sea creación de tu excelencia&lt;br /&gt;Y el verano sea cobija de tu cariño.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-7197921760264163970?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/7197921760264163970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=7197921760264163970' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/7197921760264163970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/7197921760264163970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Ella medio arta de estar&lt;br /&gt;siempre en el medio,&lt;br /&gt;respirando el aire impuro&lt;br /&gt;que cometían sus celos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sus ojos delatan la tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;de aquel recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;cuando el y ella &lt;br /&gt;apasionadamente se besaban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensaba que el la amaba&lt;br /&gt;mas por el contrario &lt;br /&gt;ya no la aguantaba &lt;br /&gt;y todavía se queda &lt;br /&gt;en el tiempo engañada&lt;br /&gt;pensando que el regresará a buscarla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡No sabes que ya no te ama¡&lt;br /&gt;sólo jugaba contigo en la cama&lt;br /&gt;prometiendote hacerte feliz &lt;br /&gt;hasta que la muerte los separe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A los dieciseis por un descuido&lt;br /&gt;embarazada, te casaste por que &lt;br /&gt;realmente lo amabas,&lt;br /&gt;pensando que es queriendo&lt;br /&gt;¡no hay remedio ya no puedes hacer nada¡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olvidó tus besos y cuanto lo amabas&lt;br /&gt;le sigues queriendo&lt;br /&gt;y esperas olvidarlo&lt;br /&gt;cuando no lo quieras &lt;br /&gt;no lo ames&lt;br /&gt;y no puedas mas besarle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-3199008009839322761?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/3199008009839322761/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=3199008009839322761' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3199008009839322761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3199008009839322761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2010/03/amargo-recuerdo.html' title='Amargo recuerdo'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-8442384648653800091</id><published>2010-02-08T16:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:50:19.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>caminos y destinos</title><content type='html'>En noches e tinieblas&lt;br /&gt;en soledades tenebrosas&lt;br /&gt;pasan las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;pero sus luces no penetran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es cuando mas te necesito&lt;br /&gt;mi Dios del altísimo,&lt;br /&gt;que no desampara&lt;br /&gt;al que esta aflijido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El que quita las piedras&lt;br /&gt;que estan en mi camino&lt;br /&gt;el que es mi mundo,&lt;br /&gt;mi corazón y mi destino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahi estás cuando otros ponen&lt;br /&gt;cruces sobre mis hombros.&lt;br /&gt;Estás cuando las montañas deben ser subidas,&lt;br /&gt;los abismos deben ser cruzados;&lt;br /&gt;y las esperanzas resultan escasas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres aquel Dios,&lt;br /&gt;aquel quien desafió las tormentas&lt;br /&gt;de vida diaria junto a mi,&lt;br /&gt;en cada hora de alegría&lt;br /&gt;y dolor pude sentirte cerca de mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres todo mi anhelo&lt;br /&gt;eres mi deseo cumplido.&lt;br /&gt;eres mi esperanza,&lt;br /&gt;eres mi camino,&lt;br /&gt;eres mi verdadero destino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-8442384648653800091?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-596075300606383093</id><published>2009-12-25T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:45:21.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habitación suicida</title><content type='html'>No se que hacer, En noches Tan pesadas&lt;br /&gt;En donde la furia reina&lt;br /&gt;El rencor mora y la soledad se hace ver,&lt;br /&gt;Son veinte años de pensar, hasta aquí he llegado.&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría saber si he hecho lo correcto,&lt;br /&gt;Me encantaría saber si no fue un desperdicio&lt;br /&gt;Vivir en una burbuja, sin escapar de la locura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se que hacer en los días que el sol quema&lt;br /&gt;En donde el remordimiento queda en mi mente.&lt;br /&gt;Si algo pudiera cambiar las cosas &lt;br /&gt;y decir que lo mejor merezco, aunque no sea cierto,&lt;br /&gt;Son veinte años y todavía no pienso &lt;br /&gt;Si tan solo una poesía cambiaria esta habitación&lt;br /&gt;La leería todos los días.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se que hacer en las madrugada, que cada día cuesta&lt;br /&gt;Encontrarme de nuevo con ella&lt;br /&gt;Sin encontrarle sentido, a lo que he vivido&lt;br /&gt;Deseo despertarme hasta que todo termine&lt;br /&gt;Las gotas empapan mi dolor&lt;br /&gt;Y no encuentro refugio, si tan sólo la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;Limpiara esta patética habitación.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-596075300606383093?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/596075300606383093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=596075300606383093' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/596075300606383093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/596075300606383093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/12/habitacion-suicida_25.html' title='Habitación suicida'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-8587894117004608346</id><published>2009-12-09T16:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:12:22.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi diario rutinario</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SyBJqXgj3mI/AAAAAAAAAPs/bl3ShEO9z-I/s1600-h/diario.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SyBJqXgj3mI/AAAAAAAAAPs/bl3ShEO9z-I/s320/diario.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413407744313253474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;No mires nunca de donde vienes, sino a donde vas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Pierre Augustín de Beaumarchais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;En mi cama, sueño con el mañana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;pues, se lo que la noche me espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;cuando esta llega,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;un hogar de obstáculos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;un hogar de disculpas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;me pide comenzar lo que nunca termino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuando retorno a mi hogar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;busco algún desafío a seguir,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;en cada mañana a la luz de mi ventana&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;el sol radiante frente a mi rostro &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;me mira y dice: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"buenos días prepárate para dar brillo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;y empezar a buscar tus instintos".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me dispongo a terminar lo que dicen mis palabras&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;grabadas en el diario de toda la vida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;que llevan como titulo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;volviendo a mi hogar nostalgia apreciada.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-8587894117004608346?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/8587894117004608346/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=8587894117004608346' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/8587894117004608346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/8587894117004608346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/12/el-diario-rutinario.html' title='Mi diario rutinario'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SyBJqXgj3mI/AAAAAAAAAPs/bl3ShEO9z-I/s72-c/diario.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-5917559677342340255</id><published>2009-11-22T14:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:59:21.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi verdadero destino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SwnCMNgRJ9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y6tqqmjNAxA/s1600/camino2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SwnCMNgRJ9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y6tqqmjNAxA/s400/camino2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407066342674212818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;En noches de tinieblas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;en soledades &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;tenebrosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;pasan las estrellas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;pero sus luces no penetran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Es cuando mas te necesito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;mi Dios del &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;altísimo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;que no desampara al que está aflijido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;El que quita las piedras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;que estropean mi camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;porque eres mi mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;mi corazón y mi destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-5917559677342340255?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/5917559677342340255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=5917559677342340255' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/5917559677342340255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/5917559677342340255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/11/mi-verdadero-destino.html' title='Mi verdadero destino'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SwnCMNgRJ9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Y6tqqmjNAxA/s72-c/camino2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-4912982890380706536</id><published>2009-10-04T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:34:09.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Él está ahí</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Ssk84IUpODI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qExe9Ev3RuI/s1600-h/74964-61076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Ssk84IUpODI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qExe9Ev3RuI/s320/74964-61076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388905364129921074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cuando Dios borra, es que va a escribir algo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.Jacques Benigne Bossuet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Hay alguien quien me cuida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;que me da su protección&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Hay alguien en mi mente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;que me dice quien soy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Hay alguien quien me ama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;y busca mi salvación.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Solo a Él doy mi adoración.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Sólo a Él doy mi corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Él es mi Dios, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;quien me consuela en mi llanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;quien me acompaña en la soledad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;quien me ayuda a servir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;y me ama tal como soy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Acellar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lothar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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ahí'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Ssk84IUpODI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qExe9Ev3RuI/s72-c/74964-61076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-7117641534252789982</id><published>2009-09-18T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:04:01.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueño sensual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SreU6483d0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/sMtsx0Gj1oU/s1600-h/sabanas-seda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 394px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SreU6483d0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/sMtsx0Gj1oU/s400/sabanas-seda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383935618985719618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Aunque le arranques los pétalos, no quitarás su belleza a la flor. Rabindranath Tagore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Escucha mi voz, oye mi grito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;derritiendose a un son de tu candencia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;es que tu me enamoras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;tu me apasionas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;es que me haces tan feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amada mía,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;princesa de la noche, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;reina de la oscuridad,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;doncella del atardecer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Ven a calentar mi alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;a exitar mi cama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;y despertarte entre mis sabanas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Fogonea mi piel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;y que tus besos caigan a mis labios &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;como gotas de miel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acellar Lothar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-7117641534252789982?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/7117641534252789982/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=7117641534252789982' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/7117641534252789982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/7117641534252789982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/09/sueno-sensual.html' title='Sueño sensual'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SreU6483d0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/sMtsx0Gj1oU/s72-c/sabanas-seda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-2265856280183436761</id><published>2009-09-06T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:13:12.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Día de valores y aventuras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Los ideales mas elevados, en la voluntad de Dios,&lt;br /&gt;para la raza humana estan cimentados en valores&lt;br /&gt;y acciones de servicio al prójimo. La biblia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Imagina algun día alegre cuando brilla el sol, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ver nacer la flor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sorprenderse por la majestuosidad del eucaliptus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;donde hermosas aves moran en su nido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Imagina sentir el más rico aroma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;brindado por la brisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;que inunda aquel cielo inmenso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cubierto de suaves algodones de día &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;y perlas brillantes de noche.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Imagina a un creador lleno de amor y bondad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tranformando vidas como la tuya y la mía. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Imagina un día de aventura disfrutando de sonrisas y caricias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;cantado por niños que visten el ambiente de vida y melodias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Autor: Acellar, Lothar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-2265856280183436761?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/2265856280183436761/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=2265856280183436761' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/2265856280183436761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/2265856280183436761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/09/los-ideales-mas-elevados-en-la-voluntad.html' title='Día de valores y aventuras'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-4793758802792397860</id><published>2009-07-15T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:32:26.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Une tu vida, a la vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sl6fLMKTq7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_-FPY1-Ym8g/s1600-h/diamond-mitch-silhouette-seilspringender-kinder-1150465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sl6fLMKTq7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_-FPY1-Ym8g/s400/diamond-mitch-silhouette-seilspringender-kinder-1150465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358895621209303986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Cuando la vida te presente razones para llorar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;demuéstrale que tienes mil y una razones para reír. Anónimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero hablar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de lo que me pasa en la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enfrentaré los obstaculos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;que vienen y van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buscaré las maravillas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de un nuevo sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entre tantas travesías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;que me depara la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sólo son mis palabras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;escritas en mis pensamientos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;en los nuevos versos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;de mi concentimiento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;une tu alma con tu corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;une tu mente con el Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;une tus palabras con una canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;une tus días con la alegría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Une tus labios a una sonrisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;une tus manos con el servicio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;une tus pies al camino de la esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;une tu vida, a la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Deseo resistir y ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;entregandote este mensaje &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;que puede ser para tí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;vive, pero vive la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acellar, Lothar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-4793758802792397860?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/4793758802792397860/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=4793758802792397860' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/4793758802792397860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/4793758802792397860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/07/une-tu-vida-la-vida.html' title='Une tu vida, a la vida'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sl6fLMKTq7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_-FPY1-Ym8g/s72-c/diamond-mitch-silhouette-seilspringender-kinder-1150465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-1185686215432589238</id><published>2009-07-15T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:01:38.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tú, cambiaste mi atmosfera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sl5RqrmQghI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SoKknHisviY/s1600-h/mujer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sl5RqrmQghI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SoKknHisviY/s400/mujer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358810400317014546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;El cambio es la única cosa en el universo que no cambia. Helmuth Wilhem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Solo veo rayos de luz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;esperanza que espero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hasta volver a verte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;en el expreso anochecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tus ojos cambian mi atmósfera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Solo veo las estrellas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cada una de ellas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;me indican que sos la mas bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;de todo el paneta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Tu rostro cambia mi atmósfera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Tu vida es el acto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;del propio teatro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;de la obra "tu sonrisa es la aurora"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;que iluminan los polos de mi fantasìa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Tu sonrisa cambia mi atmósfera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Las mañanas me fascinan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sus efectos me motivan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a brindarte este poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;amiga de la poesía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tu amistad cambia mi atmósfera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Tus leyes son la sensación termica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;que provocas en mi cuando te acercas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;El artículo numero "sos buena"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;es el que escribo en la pantalla del cielo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tu solid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;aridad cambia mi atmósfera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Te doy gracias por todo pese a mi indiferencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;creo que haces la diferencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;porque sos alguien especial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;y muy particularidad de hacer tus sueños realidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;...Tu alegría cambió mi atmósfera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acellar, Lothar A.&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/9140618182102482493-1185686215432589238?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/1185686215432589238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=1185686215432589238' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/1185686215432589238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/1185686215432589238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/07/tu-cambiaste-mi-atmosfera.html' title='Tú, cambiaste mi atmosfera'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sl5RqrmQghI/AAAAAAAAAOA/SoKknHisviY/s72-c/mujer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-3128353233279347660</id><published>2009-06-21T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:10:57.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te quiero papá</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6FcVuItSI/AAAAAAAAANU/DpXhZyQtFL0/s1600-h/1187024622_4816-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6FcVuItSI/AAAAAAAAANU/DpXhZyQtFL0/s400/1187024622_4816-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349860129276212514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;Un padre es el inició de otra vida, su hijo. Acellar Lothar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Padre, un tiempo quise llevarte en mi corazón &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y escuchar esos consejos nunca oídos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;solo me quedó escrito el trabajo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Un simple panadero eres, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amar tu labor te hace grande.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pasan los años, nada me ha quedado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sólo el sabor del pan dorado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;recién horneado, que con tus manos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fueron terminados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No pienso describir &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lo que significas para mí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque no expreso ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sentimiento para entregarte a tí.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya que no fue mucho lo que haz hecho por mi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estos versos solo me inspiran rencor, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mi corazón palpita de dolor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;solo pensabas en tu trabajo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y nunca supiste lo que sentía mi corazón.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No es que te odio solo que tu apoyo nunca obtuve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Este es tu día papá, sólo tuyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Después de todo, gracias por traerme al mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Te quiero Viejo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor:Acellar Lothar A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-3128353233279347660?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6FcVuItSI/AAAAAAAAANU/DpXhZyQtFL0/s72-c/1187024622_4816-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-4457639618432245639</id><published>2009-06-20T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T15:17:03.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te ofrezco otra historia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj1d5dxbJ3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QprS_CvrHFs/s1600-h/ataud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349535174211872626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj1d5dxbJ3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QprS_CvrHFs/s400/ataud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Ni la ausencia ni el tiempo son nada cuando se ama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louis Charles Alfred de Musset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mis oidos escuchan los latidos&lt;br /&gt;de un corazón sangrando por algo perdido,&lt;br /&gt;afligido de lo más querido&lt;br /&gt;típica canción de una amante en tono aflijido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mujer, no te angusties por la muerte&lt;br /&gt;es la oportunidad para mostrarte fuerte&lt;br /&gt;si tan sólo comprendieras lo que era para tí tenerme&lt;br /&gt;entenderías la razón por la cual no tengas mas que verme.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Estoy encerrado en una caja de madera oscura&lt;br /&gt;no apagaron la luz, no.&lt;br /&gt;La angustia en mi falleció, tu amor en mi permanece&lt;br /&gt;aunque amor el cáncer me mató.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pareciamos eternos, con esos besos risueños&lt;br /&gt;abrigados bajo las sabanas&lt;br /&gt;calentados por el amor brindabamos,&lt;br /&gt;esa noche de calor en la cama.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;El cáncer nos separó&lt;br /&gt;y asi tu corazón fue a parar a otro amor&lt;br /&gt;no, importa se feliz&lt;br /&gt;y vuela hasta vivir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acellar, Lothar A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-4457639618432245639?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/4457639618432245639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=4457639618432245639' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/4457639618432245639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/4457639618432245639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/06/te-ofrezco-otra-historia.html' title='Te ofrezco otra historia'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj1d5dxbJ3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QprS_CvrHFs/s72-c/ataud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-2346458728760819142</id><published>2009-05-26T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:46:21.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pese a los caminos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Shv_Q_eLGHI/AAAAAAAAALw/LILEuz4aBIs/s1600-h/camino2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Shv_Q_eLGHI/AAAAAAAAALw/LILEuz4aBIs/s400/camino2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340142450558834802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;En el corazón de todos los inviernos vive una primavera palpitante, y detrás de cada noche, viene una aurora sonriente.khalil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;No deseo un camino desprovisto de nubes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;ni vida sobre una cama de rosas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;ni que pudiera lamentar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;ni que debería sentir el dolor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;no deseo realmente eso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;mi deseo es que al gun dia pudiera ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;valiente en las muchas pruebas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cuando otros ponen cruces sobre mis hombros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cuando las montañas deben ser subidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;y los abismos deben ser cruzados;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;cuando la esperanza escasa puede brillar por mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aquel regalo que Dios me dio y pudo crecer conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aquel que compartimos con emociones y alegrías.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;aquel amigo que Dios me concedió.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aquel en quien pude apoyar mi confianza, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;quien acudió en los momentos de tristeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Aquel quien desafió las tormentas de vida diaria junto a mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;En cada hora de alegría y dolor pude sentir a Dios cerca de mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Este todo mi anhelo y desearia que se cumpla con usted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Esta es mi esperanza para, ahora y siempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acellar, Lothar A.&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/9140618182102482493-2346458728760819142?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/2346458728760819142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=2346458728760819142' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/2346458728760819142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/2346458728760819142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/05/pese-los-caminos.html' title='Pese a los caminos'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Shv_Q_eLGHI/AAAAAAAAALw/LILEuz4aBIs/s72-c/camino2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-8910567884171292050</id><published>2009-05-25T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:29:38.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean eternos los laureles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/ShsnkaF2ELI/AAAAAAAAALo/CV3wSifqhHw/s1600-h/obelisco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/ShsnkaF2ELI/AAAAAAAAALo/CV3wSifqhHw/s400/obelisco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339905289610465458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Las grandes naciones escriben sus autobiografías en tres manuscritos: el libro de los hechos, el libro de las palabras y el libro del arte. John Ruskin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;No existe la patria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;si no hay libertad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;No existe la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;si no hay un respirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;No existe las obras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;si no hay en que trabajar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;San martín procer de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la libertad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belgrano procer del&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pulmon de la bandera nacional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Argentinos proceres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;del buen trabajar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Existe la honestidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mientras perdure la verdad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Existe la humildad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mientras desaparezca la pobreza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Existe un solo cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al gran pueblo argentino, salud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Con la mirada puesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;al mes de mayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;25 de mayo, patrimonio argentino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;rumbo a ser bicentenario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que Dios haga eternos esos laureles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;que supimos conseguir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acellar, Lothar A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-8910567884171292050?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/8910567884171292050/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=8910567884171292050' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/8910567884171292050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/8910567884171292050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/05/sean-eternos-los-laureles.html' title='Sean eternos los laureles'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/ShsnkaF2ELI/AAAAAAAAALo/CV3wSifqhHw/s72-c/obelisco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-5992446878197779004</id><published>2009-04-11T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:13:08.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pascua de un Dios vivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SeFZtiZWScI/AAAAAAAAALg/iSHo_fBpw1k/s1600-h/lego_ultcena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SeFZtiZWScI/AAAAAAAAALg/iSHo_fBpw1k/s400/lego_ultcena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323634873390746050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ejemplo Os he Dado, para que como yo os he hecho &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;también&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hagáis&lt;/span&gt;. Jesucristo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Naciste en una gran estrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;en la ciudad de belén&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tus ojos brillaban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;para un nuevo renacer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Caminaste en este mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;para servir con tus manos y pies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;aunque hay veces me abandona la fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;nunca dejaré en ti de creer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hablaste para decirme que estas siempre a mi lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;que no te cansas de ayudarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;que no te cansas de acompañarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;y mucho menos de buscarme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Llegaste para morir en la cruz&lt;br /&gt;en una lucha que influye al pecado y al Amor&lt;br /&gt;yo se quien gano por que soy vencedor&lt;br /&gt;es gracias a ti Cristo que saliste triunfador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es el chocolate, no es la fecha,&lt;br /&gt;no es el motor que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;impulsa&lt;/span&gt; a la comercialización,&lt;br /&gt;eres tu la razón de la pascua de un Dios vivo&lt;br /&gt;que un  día murió y en el hallé salvación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Autor: Acellar, Lothar A.&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/9140618182102482493-5992446878197779004?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/5992446878197779004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=5992446878197779004' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/5992446878197779004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/5992446878197779004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-razon-de-la-pascua.html' title='Pascua de un Dios vivo'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SeFZtiZWScI/AAAAAAAAALg/iSHo_fBpw1k/s72-c/lego_ultcena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-9115800131119904927</id><published>2009-04-09T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:12:44.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La memoria,la verdad y la justicia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sd5izMn1UHI/AAAAAAAAALY/llFNDAIGN04/s1600-h/abuelas+plaza+mayo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sd5izMn1UHI/AAAAAAAAALY/llFNDAIGN04/s400/abuelas+plaza+mayo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322800441299652722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;La verdad se corrompe tanto con la mentira como con el silencio. Marco Tulio Cicerón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son noches angustiosas&lt;br /&gt;cuando no hay lunas ni estrellas&lt;br /&gt;esperando ser libres de toda indiferencia.&lt;br /&gt;Son de esas noches&lt;br /&gt;que no me dejan sentir la realidad&lt;br /&gt;ni devolver mi valiosa identidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;La confución se hace inmortal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;al haber tanta crueldad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;sobre nuestra libertad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;En cada detalle, la democracia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;que no me falte por ser dueña de lo que se llama facultad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;de la memoria la verdad y la justicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;para despertar con la paz que hoy en día mi corazón ha de saciar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Que no vuelvan las tinieblas del pasado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;que traen a mi país terror y silencio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;asentado en un cuarto del miedo y del&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;engaño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hoy, nace una flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;que dice nunca mas a este horror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hoy sale el sol despues de una tormenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;que un día pasó, hoy sale nuestra vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;diciendo basta ya la represión nunca más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor: Acellar, Lothar A.&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/9140618182102482493-9115800131119904927?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/9115800131119904927/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=9115800131119904927' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/9115800131119904927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/9115800131119904927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-memoriala-verdad-y-la-justicad.html' title='La memoria,la verdad y la justicia'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sd5izMn1UHI/AAAAAAAAALY/llFNDAIGN04/s72-c/abuelas+plaza+mayo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-3144517815445594768</id><published>2009-03-06T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:02:42.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conoces mi mundo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SbGby_sFmRI/AAAAAAAAALA/PukMMDRFEzo/s1600-h/nene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SbGby_sFmRI/AAAAAAAAALA/PukMMDRFEzo/s400/nene.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310196736038639890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;No existe el amor, sino las pruebas de amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;y la prueba de amor a aquel que amamos es dejarlo vivir libremente.Anónimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Amor, ¿que piensas que siente mi corazón?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;mi corazon siente ganas de llegar a vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;El siente el dulce esperar de tu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;El siente abrazarte con mucha pasión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;El siente que te necesita cada vez mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: webdings;"&gt;Porque eres tan bella, porque eres tan perfecta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: webdings;"&gt;quisiera estar con vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: webdings;"&gt;quisiera que me brindes todo tu Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: webdings;"&gt;quisiera abrazarte y cantarte una canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: webdings;"&gt;quisiera que no cierres aún las puertas de tu corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Si nunca tocas lo que mas me duele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;si nunca dices lo que mas te conviene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;si mi mente no se marchita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;si mis ojos no se ciegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;y respiro profundo es porque sabes cual es mi mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acellar, Lothar A.&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/9140618182102482493-3144517815445594768?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/3144517815445594768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=3144517815445594768' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3144517815445594768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3144517815445594768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/03/conoces-mi-mundo.html' title='Conoces mi mundo...'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SbGby_sFmRI/AAAAAAAAALA/PukMMDRFEzo/s72-c/nene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-3626062578408711311</id><published>2009-02-12T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:40:15.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi triste soledad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SZRYw0RjwlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1rMTLZLRlmA/s1600-h/chicamarpensandosn5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SZRYw0RjwlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1rMTLZLRlmA/s320/chicamarpensandosn5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301960257011171922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Amor, cuántos caminos hasta llegar a un beso,      ¡qué soledad errante hasta tu compañía!.  Neruda, pablo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se que sabes mi pasado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y me harás olvidar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me amarás sin fronteras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;como si fuera la primera vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Le daré una flor a la mujer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;que conquistaría mi corazón, ya lo verás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;porque su hermosura es grande como el cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y mi locura inmensa como la mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;juntos tienen tempestad y juntos oscuridad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pero nuestro amor vivirá por siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hacia la eternidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Si tus caricias no existieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;si tus ojos no vieran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;si tu boca no hablara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;si tus ojos no escucharan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Estos versos ¿A quien inpirarian?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Este verso te lo cambio por un beso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;del mas profundo que me haga llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hasta no dar mas, para asi sacarme de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;esta maldita soledad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acellar, Lothar A.&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/9140618182102482493-3626062578408711311?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/3626062578408711311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=3626062578408711311' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3626062578408711311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3626062578408711311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/02/mi-triste-soledad.html' title='Mi triste soledad'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SZRYw0RjwlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1rMTLZLRlmA/s72-c/chicamarpensandosn5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-8401207586052468354</id><published>2009-02-02T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:22:23.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heridas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SYdjLbcoKYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/XJgHkJkWYFM/s1600-h/tus_heridas_pueden_cicatrizar-6748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SYdjLbcoKYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/XJgHkJkWYFM/s320/tus_heridas_pueden_cicatrizar-6748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298312534622218626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puede uno amar sin ser feliz; puede uno ser feliz sin amar; pero amar y ser feliz es algo prodigioso.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;honoré de blazac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Se que te dejé mil cicatrices &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;por heridas que aún no pudiste sanar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;te pido perdón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;no fue mi intención lastimarte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;porque es mucho el dolor que siente este amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Se que te hice mucho daño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;y no entiendes cual es mi querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;andas conmigo o estás con el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;que puedo hacer yo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;solo le hago caso al corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;desesperado por escapar de esta prisión.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Se que piensas que no te amé demasiado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;quizás esperabas que yo esté a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;por lo menos por un rato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;pero no llegué a entrar en razón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;el orgullo me ganó&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;y mi alma empeoró.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Yo te perdoné, ahora yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;exijo tu perdón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soy humano, la codicia esta en mis manos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;humillarme para mi es algo raro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;el remordimiento me está matando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;aún dime si me amas que el tiempo aún no ha terminado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Acevedo, Lucas A.&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/9140618182102482493-8401207586052468354?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/8401207586052468354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=8401207586052468354' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/8401207586052468354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/8401207586052468354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/02/heridas.html' title='Heridas...'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SYdjLbcoKYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/XJgHkJkWYFM/s72-c/tus_heridas_pueden_cicatrizar-6748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-1021271837148760306</id><published>2009-02-02T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:50:20.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminando con Dios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SYdcLSsZO-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/7Nx0NWrhmjc/s1600-h/jesus6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SYdcLSsZO-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/7Nx0NWrhmjc/s320/jesus6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298304835691035618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Querido Dios muéstrame lo oculto que tienes para mi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Enséñame los dones que me son imposible aún conseguir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hoy clamo a ti para que me indiques el camino que deba seguir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tengo la esperanza en cada mañana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;al despertame ver de nuevo tu mirada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Voy a reparar los senderos donde alguna vez mis pies anduvieron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yo confío en ti, porque tu nombre !oh Jehová¡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;es nombre de alabanza gozo y gloria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Dios grande, fuerte,Señor todopoderoso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;que hiciste  el cielo y la tierra con tu gran poder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;y con tu brazo extendido nada es imposible para ti, yo en ti confío.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;En ti dejo mi vida y mis caminos porque solo son senderos de tropiezo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Tu que observas mis caminos y cuentas mis paso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;no permitas que se apague esa lámpara que alumbra a mi destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Perfeccióname, encamíname, enséñame las sendas de tu verdad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;y aunque solo soy un pobre pecador tu mirada quiero contemplar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;y los caminos de tu bondad quiero alcanzar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Por que contigo Cristo por siempre quiero andar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acevedo, Lucas A.&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/9140618182102482493-1021271837148760306?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/1021271837148760306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=1021271837148760306' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/1021271837148760306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/1021271837148760306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/02/caminando-con-dios.html' title='Caminando con Dios'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SYdcLSsZO-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/7Nx0NWrhmjc/s72-c/jesus6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-6028362059221480624</id><published>2009-01-25T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T06:52:13.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>En las flores de un amante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SXx8jrfeisI/AAAAAAAAAKg/EY3mvVyAijc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295244214292875970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SXx8jrfeisI/AAAAAAAAAKg/EY3mvVyAijc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Al levantarme busco tu mirada entre los jardines de los cielos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;pero no la encuentro porque es tan grande mi anhelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;que me encierro en mi deseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;mi agonía es mucha al no tenerte ni en mis propios sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;solo en esta poesía escrita con dulces versos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;de primaveras sin recuerdos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recuerdo tu aroma que siempre lo sentía&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hoy lo siento mas que nunca pegado a mi locura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recuerdo el consuelo que me dabas cuando yo solo andaba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por eso camino noche y dia esperando tus caricias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eras una delicia cuando me decías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Amor, esta noche voy a amarte y no voy a dejarte"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;y en mi corazón yo decía: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Que amargo amor de amantes sufrirías"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ya estoy lejos de terminar mi fantasía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ya estoy cerca de comenzar una nueva vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;!ay de mi, que solo pienso en iluciones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;para querete vida mia¡ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No quiero mas petalos que no me inpiran&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quiero mariposas noche y dia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quiero primaveras todos los dias &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quiero darme razones que no me intrigan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y quiero olvidarme de ti hasta que Dios lo pida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Como corre las lagrimas que me has dejado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;como corre esa fuente amarga que ha quedado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;aunque trato de olvidar aquella pasión &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;de amores y engaños de corazones marchitados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo no estaba enamorado, solo ilucionado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de aquella felicidad encontrada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por un amor inesperado, quedando un tiempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;en soledad, como un nido abandonado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no supe otra cosa hoy, que olvidarte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hasta despojarte de cada gota de lagramas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que por ti mis ojos padecían&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Por que te fuiste sin avisarme y con mis propios ramos me dajaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;con las flores de aún amante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;adios petalos de mi fantasía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;porque dejaré de soñar contigo noche y dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dejandote morir en el descosuelo que provocaste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Autor: Acevedo Lucas A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-6028362059221480624?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/6028362059221480624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=6028362059221480624' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/6028362059221480624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/6028362059221480624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/01/en-las-flores-de-un-amante.html' title='En las flores de un amante'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SXx8jrfeisI/AAAAAAAAAKg/EY3mvVyAijc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-3058514532118072442</id><published>2009-01-25T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:54:52.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La pasión de Becquer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SXx1QpA8HuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/FOzDNDfYefI/s1600-h/becquer.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295236190629011170" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 310px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SXx1QpA8HuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/FOzDNDfYefI/s320/becquer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;¡Los suspiros son aire y van al aire! ¡Las lágrimas son agua y van al mar!&lt;br /&gt;Dime, mujer, cuando el amor se olvida ¿sabes tú adónde va?.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Beqcuer,  Gustavo Adolfo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tu sonrisa prende &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;el sol radiante de alegría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tus ojos despiertan el remordimiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;de la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Luna en noches de estrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Son las pasiones de un poeta heroico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Son las leyendas de un romantico con dolor aromatico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;si me preguntas;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;¿que es poesía?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yo respondo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; poesía eres tú.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Si me preguntas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; ¿porque lo dices?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yo respondo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; por que tienes rimas y prosas en tu respiración.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tu sonrisa son rimas y tu alegría &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;son nostalgia de melancolía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tus ojos son rimas de leyendas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;concentrada en la agonía de una amante perdida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Autor: Acevedo Lucas A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-3058514532118072442?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/3058514532118072442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=3058514532118072442' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3058514532118072442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3058514532118072442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-pasin-de-becquer.html' title='La pasión de Becquer'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SXx1QpA8HuI/AAAAAAAAAKY/FOzDNDfYefI/s72-c/becquer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-5084734128696813971</id><published>2009-01-25T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T06:12:00.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 de Enero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SXxyO4gCZ-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ASNA83CpuuI/s1600-h/feliz20cumpleanos20solita2ll7v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295232861891356642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SXxyO4gCZ-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ASNA83CpuuI/s320/feliz20cumpleanos20solita2ll7v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estas pisando la tierra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y la briza de la naturaleza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sientes pasar, es tu cumpleaños&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por eso tienes esa felicidad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Puedes volar hasta llegar al sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;y sonreír en un tiempo sin fin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;llegará aquel día donde un sueño nuevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;vuelve a renacer para que logres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;lo que mas quieres tener &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;pero a la vez te sientes triste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;y no sabes que hacer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;reflexiona por lo que te puede en un futuro acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hablas con Dios para calmar tu aflixión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;un mundo nuevo renace en tu ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Es una nueva vida, nueva etapa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;un enero especial para volver a comenzar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;17 de enero, sale el sol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para aquel que desea por siempre la felicidad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donde quieras que estes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tu corazon será un oasis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;en un desierto infernal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y una nube de cristal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;en plena sequía temporal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no la rompas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;te queda mucho por andar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Autor: Acevedo, lucas A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-5084734128696813971?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/5084734128696813971/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=5084734128696813971' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/5084734128696813971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/5084734128696813971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2009/01/17-de-enero.html' title='17 de Enero'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SXxyO4gCZ-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ASNA83CpuuI/s72-c/feliz20cumpleanos20solita2ll7v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-1140327136283531617</id><published>2008-12-30T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:02:46.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz año nuevo¡¡¡</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SVq2icNHfPI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/4aerajI6s9c/s1600-h/Fuegos+artificiales.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SVq2icNHfPI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/4aerajI6s9c/s320/Fuegos+artificiales.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285737815475715314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;át&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;ic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Y &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; del &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Arte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ñ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;o e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;leno de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;buenos desafios&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;para todos los&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;áti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de la &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;cr&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;v&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;id&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;Un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ienzo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;desaparece nunca,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;ni siquiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;con un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Harry Mulisch&lt;a title="Frases de Harry Mulisch" href="http://www.proverbia.net/citasautor.asp?autor=696"&gt;&lt;/a&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/9140618182102482493-1140327136283531617?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/1140327136283531617/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=1140327136283531617' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-7220909331838011711</id><published>2008-12-28T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:46:07.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>En el jardín de mis sueños...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SVg1sv1naZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ey8-O4gD2HI/s1600-h/ni%C3%B1a+flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SVg1sv1naZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ey8-O4gD2HI/s400/ni%C3%B1a+flor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285033205591140754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Ama hasta que te duela. Si te duele es buena señal. Madre Teresa de Calcuta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;jardín&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;de &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mis sueños &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;recorro tus &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;pasillos para encontrar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a la &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;persona que&lt;/span&gt; más quiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para e&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;scucharla en el momento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas profundo y risueño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;cariciar su rostro melacólico&lt;/span&gt; moreno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;¿Como estas Jardín de mis sueños?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Estoy buscando a una persona&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;con un gran corazón sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;para rociar &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;sobre ella gotas de un amor eterno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;y regalarle la flor mas bellas, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;que en ti jardin encuentre, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;por los pasillos del aún te quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acevedo Lucas A.&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/9140618182102482493-7220909331838011711?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/7220909331838011711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=7220909331838011711' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-8579175938855032906</id><published>2008-12-28T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:49:26.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inteligencia finita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SVgvTG7g8JI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fTBRfTtZYGE/s1600-h/999992ChicoHerido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SVgvTG7g8JI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fTBRfTtZYGE/s400/999992ChicoHerido.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285026168043532434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:78%;" &gt;Por muy larga que sea la tormenta, el sol siempre vuelve a brillar entre las nubes. khalil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no se si vivimos lo suficiente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;para darnos cuenta de que somos sobrevivientes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;de esta epoca poco inteligente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Solo Dios sabe hasta que momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;viviremos en este desierto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;lleno de gente poco inteligente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Verguenza tienen los pobres adolecentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;que temen perder amigos antes que una dignidad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;con amistades por interes en cantidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;haciendote pasar por alguien poco inteligente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hoy sos digno &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;si perdes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;tu virginidad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;antes de comenzar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;un compromiso de verdad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hoy sos digno &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;si desprecias a los demás &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sin saber que es lo que pasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;en su fondo emocional&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hoy sos digno &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;si humillas a los demás &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;cerrandoles las puertas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;de la felicidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Nuestra vida esta perdida &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;al ser victima de las cosas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;que dia a dia atormentan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;la belleza de la vida.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Nuestra inteligencia es finita, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;a comparaciòn de aquel que a cada uno protege&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;es aquel mi Dios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;el que perdona lo suficiente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;para salvar a todos lo que en el creyesen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Autor: Acevedo Lucas A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-8579175938855032906?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/8579175938855032906/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=8579175938855032906' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/8579175938855032906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/8579175938855032906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2008/12/inteligencia-finita.html' title='Inteligencia finita'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SVgvTG7g8JI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fTBRfTtZYGE/s72-c/999992ChicoHerido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-2064638688749384970</id><published>2008-12-06T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:37:03.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Por eso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/STtDKn_c4jI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AW-nURcsJaw/s1600-h/chiquitos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/STtDKn_c4jI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AW-nURcsJaw/s400/chiquitos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276885238207537714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(75, 75, 75); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;Because of it, never I am going to stop loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;No se como decirte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;lo mucho que te quiero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;es que no te das cuenta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;de que estas en mi deseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hay algo en tus ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;un pequeño sentimiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;son azules como el el cielo que sacia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;en mi un corazón sediento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Por eso yo te amo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;y estoy enamorado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;porque le haces falta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;a  mi vida y a mi alma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Por eso quiero tus sonrisas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;que parecen melodías &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;entonadas por la musa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;del  amor y la poesía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Por eso te contemplo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;aunque solo estas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;en mis sueños &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;y vives dentro de mis pensamientos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Solo me queda esperar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y dejar de llorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;porque las oprotunidades pasaron &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;y mi amor por ti en mi corazón fue sellado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Por eso me queda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;decir que te quiero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;y que sin ti no puedo vivir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;en medio de esta soledad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                         &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Autor: Acevedo L. Alejandro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-2064638688749384970?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/2064638688749384970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=2064638688749384970' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/2064638688749384970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/2064638688749384970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2008/12/por-eso.html' title='Por eso...'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/STtDKn_c4jI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/AW-nURcsJaw/s72-c/chiquitos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-3627400635341817799</id><published>2008-12-05T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:38:27.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deseos de amistad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/STru_wxzxAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/--Pe9jvs6II/s1600-h/ni%C3%B1os.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/STru_wxzxAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/--Pe9jvs6II/s400/ni%C3%B1os.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276792692610941954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Quiero que seas tu la clase de persona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;que en momentos dificiles ofrecen su grato consuelo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;que estan en los bellos dias de sol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y en la amarga oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Quiero que seas tu la persona &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con la que pueda hablar en voz alta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;y me ayuden a compartir mis secretos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y mis sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Que me construya con la verdad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;si aún así me puedes lastimar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sin destruirme con la mentira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;una traición sin medida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Que ofrecen su corazón &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;intimos de palabras, comprension y amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;que desee brindarme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;la pureza de su amistad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Que me ofrezca una alegria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;a cambio de una sonrisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;un abrazo a cambio de un beso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;una mano a cambio de un agradecimiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;una esperanza de encontrar el exito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;y lo mejor de todo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;quiero que seas una inspiración para cumplir mis deseos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acevedo L. Alejandro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-3627400635341817799?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/3627400635341817799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=3627400635341817799' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3627400635341817799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3627400635341817799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2008/12/pura-amistad.html' title='Deseos de amistad'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/STru_wxzxAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/--Pe9jvs6II/s72-c/ni%C3%B1os.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-5117993940890849868</id><published>2008-07-27T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T05:23:09.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Distacia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unikuex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dios'/><title type='text'>Mi Dios y la distancia</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm }   P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm }  --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SIxl477YJrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8QXDTPN75DU/s1600-h/Amamemos+el+mundo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 331px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SIxl477YJrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8QXDTPN75DU/s320/Amamemos+el+mundo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227665296304121522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;A Dios lo necesito&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;por eso pido que su espíritu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;haga de mi su testigo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;Que consagre mi mente, que sea suya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;para no caer en la distancia&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;que ahora no me deja&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;estar bajo sus ala.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;Que la distancia no me impida&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;poder caminar en los senderos  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;que aún se preparan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;para calmar mi alma.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;El me ama tal como soy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;en la Cruz lo demostró&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;haciendo un pacto de amor&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;que en mi corazón quedó.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;Cuando le pido perdón por mis faltas  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;como buen padre antes me había perdonado&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;Dios es mi luz, mi único amor&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;Andaré, viviré , caminaré,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;sentiré, solo de Dios&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;  quiero ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;Solitario nunca estuve, pues,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;en mi compañía a Dios tenía&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;como la luna y el sol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;a todos lados mi Dios iba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;Dios es mi sabiduría&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;Dios es el que me inspira&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;aunque este mundo sufra agonía&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;su gran Amor no me dejaría&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;sus brazos no se apartarían&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;su voz no se callaría&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;y mi conciencia en el estaría.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;Ahora te pido Dios que te quedes aquí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;para acercarme yo a tí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;y tu dulce amor recibir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: right;"&gt;                                       &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Autor: Acevedo Lucas A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-5117993940890849868?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/5117993940890849868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=5117993940890849868' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/5117993940890849868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/5117993940890849868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2008/07/mi-dios-y-la-distancia.html' title='Mi Dios y la distancia'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SIxl477YJrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8QXDTPN75DU/s72-c/Amamemos+el+mundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-2472564472854502235</id><published>2008-07-20T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T04:48:56.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La amistad y yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SINVx3uON8I/AAAAAAAAADE/jo2wtgKuLEc/s1600-h/amistad-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SINVx3uON8I/AAAAAAAAADE/jo2wtgKuLEc/s320/amistad-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225114307939678146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Mis amigos son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;aquellos que necesitan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;tener la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;en mi compañia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Los que me aconsejan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;y no me dejarían&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;para mí ellos son,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;son una maravilla, con motivos de sonrisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Son la vía lactea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;formando mi galaxia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;son como estrellas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;que adornan mi planeta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Los amigos verdaderos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me ayudarán en algún momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;los amigos verdaderos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;significan un gran precio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dime con quien andas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;te diré quien eres,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;dime quien eres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;y sabré a quien prefieres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Cuantas veces le pedi a Dios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;que me de buenos Amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;y cuan buenas Amigas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;que sepan perdonar a pesar de mis caprichos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yo quiero amistades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;que me digan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;querido amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;mi hombro esta dispuesto a cargarte a tu destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Y si me falta aliento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;me dan un suspiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;si me falta fuerza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ellos me la dan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;La amistad y yo es algo especial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;mi vida esta en ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;quiero gritar y contarle al universo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;los amigos que tengo, lo orgulloso que estoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;y cuanto los aprecio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor: Acevedo Lucas A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-2472564472854502235?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/2472564472854502235/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=2472564472854502235' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/2472564472854502235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/2472564472854502235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2008/07/la-amistad-y-yo.html' title='La amistad y yo'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SINVx3uON8I/AAAAAAAAADE/jo2wtgKuLEc/s72-c/amistad-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-7342766081260162449</id><published>2008-07-18T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:39:44.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Con el Tiempo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SIDy0k6ulwI/AAAAAAAAABg/OgJSw0lX1EA/s1600-h/relog-de-arena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 239px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SIDy0k6ulwI/AAAAAAAAABg/OgJSw0lX1EA/s320/relog-de-arena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224442552826894082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;style type="text/css"&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { size: 21cm 29.7cm; margin: 2cm }   P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm }  --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poema del mes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;..aprendes que estar con alguien porque te ofrece un buen futuro significa que tarde o temprano querras volver a tu pasado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...te das cuenta que casarse sólo porque "te estás quedadndo" es una clara advertencia de que tu matrimonio será un fracaso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...comprendes que sólo quien es capaz de amarte con tus defectos, sin pretender cambiarte, puede brindarte toda la felicidad que desees...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...te das cuenta de que si estas al lado de esa persona sólo por acompañar tu soledad, irremediablemente acabarás deseando no volver a verla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...te das cuenta de que los amigos veraderos valen mucho más que cualquier cantidad de dinero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...entiendes que los verdaderos amigos son contados, y que el que no lucha por ellos tarde o temprano se verá rodeado solo de amistades falsas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;..aprendes que las palabras dichas en un momento de ira pueden seguir lastimando a quien heriste,durante toda la vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...aprendes que disculpar cualquiera lo hace, pero perdonar es solo de almas grandes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...comprendes que si has herido a un amigo, muy probablemente la amistad volverá a ser igual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...te das cuenta de que cada experiencia vivida con cada persona, es irrepetible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...te das cuenta de que el que humilla o desprecia a un ser humano, tarde o tempreno sufrirá las mismas humillaciones o desprecios multiplicados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...aprendes a construir todos tus caminos en el hoy,por que el terreno de mañana,es demasiado incierto para hacer planes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...comprendes que apresurar las cosas o forzarlas a que pasen ocasionará que al final no sean como esperabas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...te das cuenta de que en realidad lo mejor no era el futuro, sino el momento en que estas viviendo justo en este instante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...aprenderás de que intentar perdonar o pedir perdón, decir que amas, decir que extrañas, decir que necesitas, decir que quieres ser amigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.62cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ante una tumba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.57cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...ya no tiene ningún sentido...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pero desafortunadamente...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;...solo con el tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 38, 76);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;...y como hoy es tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;...te mando muchisimos saludos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Para los que ya no estamos juntos, por todos los momentos buenos y malos que nos tocó vivir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Y a todos con los que ahora estoy pasando momentos geniales...gracias por estar..y por ser...por estar alli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;¡&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;¡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;¡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Y recuerda estas palabras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.62cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-family:BookmanITC Lt BT,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;El hombre se hace viejo muy pronto y sabio demasiado tarde”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.53cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...Justamente cuando:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 0.97cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-family:BookmanITC Lt BT,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YA NO HAY TIEMPO”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.97cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; text-decoration: none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:BookmanITC Lt BT,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Autor: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anonimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-7342766081260162449?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/7342766081260162449/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=7342766081260162449' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/7342766081260162449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/7342766081260162449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2008/07/poema-del-mes-con-el-tiempo.html' title='Con el Tiempo...'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SIDy0k6ulwI/AAAAAAAAABg/OgJSw0lX1EA/s72-c/relog-de-arena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-3575096715358399602</id><published>2008-07-17T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:28:43.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escapar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH_ED9F9UlI/AAAAAAAAABM/PMDLBIAbPIQ/s1600-h/efectos-drogas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH_ED9F9UlI/AAAAAAAAABM/PMDLBIAbPIQ/s320/efectos-drogas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224109664991269458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Una historia muy triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Contiene esta canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Es la historia que se cuenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Con mucha emoción.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ahora te pido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Que prestes atención&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Maria y Luis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Eran de lo mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;En la calle un día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Luis te conoció&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Le gustaste se envició&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;y en el hospital quedó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;la culpa solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;la tuviste vos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;maria que has hecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;luis se equivoco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;En la calle un día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Luis te conoció&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Le gustaste se envició&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;y en el hospital quedó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hasta que un dia descubrio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;que su verdadero amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;pudo con el, y luego lo mato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;marihuana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Maria marihuana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Maria marihuana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Maria, Maria…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Ella era la novia de su vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Lo destruyo lo aniquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Y así lo dejó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Si estas metido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;En este lió&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;¿Dónde estas tú?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Ya tiene tu elección.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;No te metas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;en el vicio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ni en la droga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ni el alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;buscate un nuevo rol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;no termines como luis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;en ese gran horror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ahora te digo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Amigo mío&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;No pruebes por amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Agradece a Dios &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;por lo mucho que te dio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Escápate de este homicidio &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Solo tenés una misión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Escápate¡¡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Acevedo L. A.&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/9140618182102482493-3575096715358399602?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/3575096715358399602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=3575096715358399602' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3575096715358399602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3575096715358399602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2008/07/escapar.html' title='Escapar'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH_ED9F9UlI/AAAAAAAAABM/PMDLBIAbPIQ/s72-c/efectos-drogas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-6166747950167501810</id><published>2008-07-17T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:29:38.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi madre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-67XxxChI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Zr4aR-plLiA/s1600-h/madre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-67XxxChI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Zr4aR-plLiA/s320/madre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224099621930863122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Es una persona muy trabajadora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Que lucha en la vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Esa es mi madre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Unica en mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Quiero decirte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Mil gracias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Por tus caricias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Tu amor  y cortesía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Buenos consejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Los tuyos que me dabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Sin ti no se que haria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Yo aquí no estaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Los pasos de mis dias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Los debo a tu vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mi vieja querida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me das alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me enseñaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Paciencia y valentia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Perdonaste mis mentiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Caprichos y tonterías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Como quisiera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;que vivas toda la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pero el destino es así&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no te vayas todavía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;estando yo aquí &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;triste me sentia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;el telefono yo atendia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y roconocia tu gran sabiduría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;tu siempre me decias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;con palabras y sonrisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;si ama a Dios &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;amas a tu familia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;madre querida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;que esperas mis poesias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;mi musa eres tú&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;en esta melodía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;madre tus manos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;callosas de trabajo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sos mi garantía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yo nunca te odiaría.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Es tu corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;De gran categoría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Gracias por tus mimos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Que siempre me los darías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Y ahora me voy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Dejandote mil frases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Madre del alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Doy gracias a Dios que sos parte de mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Autor: Acevedo, Lucas A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-6166747950167501810?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/6166747950167501810/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=6166747950167501810' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/6166747950167501810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/6166747950167501810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2008/07/mi-madre.html' title='Mi madre'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-67XxxChI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Zr4aR-plLiA/s72-c/madre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-6309882461352724234</id><published>2008-07-17T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:30:16.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paraiso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reggaeton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acevedo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uniquex'/><title type='text'>Paraìso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-owFqBE4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/XyNuhep5FvU/s1600-h/alveres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-owFqBE4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/XyNuhep5FvU/s320/alveres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224079636878660482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Como podré conquistarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Si no tengo valor, para entrar en calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Tengo la obsesión de sentir a mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Latiendo por vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Aunque este en un paraíso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dolor yo sentiré,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Porque es este sentimiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Que tengo pa´ vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Tengo la certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;De que escucho tu vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Murmurando a mis oídos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Y diciéndome  “amor”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Como decirte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Que vuelvas conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Y en pocas palabras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Que deseo estar contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Es mi pensamiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quien pide tu calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Quiero que sepas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Que anhelo tu perdón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Eres mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tu inocencia me constriñe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tu sonrisa me enamora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Y tu aroma me emociona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Mi decisión el tome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Pensando en vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No quiero otra cosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Que apasionarme por vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No me detendré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Enamorarte es mi deber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Lo hice una vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Lo haré otra vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Vuelve conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Pequeña princesita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Si un duelo es tu castillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Moriría por tu hechizo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Te ruego querida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Que perdones mis mentiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No soporto esta agonía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No se tu, pero yo te extraño un montón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Aunque caiga el paraíso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Por siempre te amare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Precioso el sentimiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Que sufro por tu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Being with you is to be in the paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Autor: Acevedo, Lucas A.&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/9140618182102482493-6309882461352724234?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/6309882461352724234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=6309882461352724234' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/6309882461352724234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/6309882461352724234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2008/07/paraso.html' title='Paraìso'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-owFqBE4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/XyNuhep5FvU/s72-c/alveres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-3587898510478454346</id><published>2008-07-17T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T13:48:03.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chaparro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Mi ex siempre fuiste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-l_WKj3BI/AAAAAAAAAAc/IYHe1oV62x4/s1600-h/TE+PROVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224076600473279506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 295px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-l_WKj3BI/AAAAAAAAAAc/IYHe1oV62x4/s320/TE+PROVE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Como quisiera creer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Que nunca sucedió&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ninguna clase de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Entre nosotros dos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;No me quería enamorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Pero no soporte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;esa soledad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;que me hiciste pasar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;No lo quisiste aceptar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;En lo ocasional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Pero luego te diste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;y en mi creiste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Yo siempre te quise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;siempre supe lo que hice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Mi respeto obtuviste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;Y mi reina fuiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Yo te amaba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Y siempre te prometia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Que si tan solo me dejabas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;con mi vida acabarìa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;No puedo olvidar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Los besos que me dabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Cuando más los necesitabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;En ti yo confiaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Pero algo pasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Tus caricias ya no estaban &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Me estabas engañando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Y de mi no te importaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Un problema fuiste y mi corazón rompiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Vos nunca me quisiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Y por ese motivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;En mi ex te volviste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Yo no te importaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Y yo sentía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Que si mi corazon sufría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Una ilusión seria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Autor: Chaparro, Emiliano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9140618182102482493-3587898510478454346?l=tuemocionales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/feeds/3587898510478454346/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9140618182102482493&amp;postID=3587898510478454346' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3587898510478454346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9140618182102482493/posts/default/3587898510478454346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuemocionales.blogspot.com/2008/07/mi-ex-siempre-fuiste.html' title='Mi ex siempre fuiste'/><author><name>Lothar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01665777758071996402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/Sj6WffPMqwI/AAAAAAAAANc/H7KV47CSNpc/S220/color-ojos.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-l_WKj3BI/AAAAAAAAAAc/IYHe1oV62x4/s72-c/TE+PROVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9140618182102482493.post-6419257240859071420</id><published>2008-07-17T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:31:23.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-fuk7sW3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kFxQXN7ymDo/s1600-h/NUNCA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 207px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_D9VBoGk8kUk/SH-fuk7sW3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kFxQXN7ymDo/s320/NUNCA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224069715309910898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Love, I am still waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Aunque sigo lastimado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Estoy descansado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Y sigo pensando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lo que me esta pasando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Te necesito, de nuevo a mi lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Solo tengo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Esperar que dice mi destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Mi vida, es un calvario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Sin ti a mi lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Estoy decepcionado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Una solución estoy buscando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Que puedo hacer si con el te estas besando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;En las noches me acuesto pensando en lo amargo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Que esta mi corazón al dejarte perder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Y no poderte entender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Mujeres, en fin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Nunca las entendí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Es raro saber lo que pueden querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;No tuve certeza al saber lo que querías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Cuando me buscabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ocupado siempre estaba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Y tú, lo único que hacías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sonreír todo el día.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ahora que lo veo te sigo esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Auque aguante esta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Agonía esperándote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Estoy vida mía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Do not make me wait for the whole life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Autor: Acevedo, Lucas A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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