<?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-26140499</id><updated>2012-01-08T19:50:37.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: morir para volver a nacer ::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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cortado la circulacion&lt;br /&gt;y el sueño inunda el silencio &lt;br /&gt;y el silencio no hace mas que gritar&lt;br /&gt;gritar sus curvas&lt;br /&gt;vuelvo a mirar&lt;br /&gt;y ya no esta.&lt;br /&gt;Pero aun percibo,&lt;br /&gt;alrededor respira a ella.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-7034611031401282855?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7034611031401282855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=7034611031401282855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7034611031401282855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-1661447280049736090?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1661447280049736090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=1661447280049736090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1661447280049736090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1661447280049736090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2011/05/mediatico.html' title='Mediático'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-4184145868345328623</id><published>2011-05-13T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T14:08:39.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Perfección.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Días confuso donde todo lo real parece de cartón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;y todo lo de carton parece real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque todo parece mas real cuando tratas de dejar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;y se acerca, me parece pokerface. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;no puedo agarrar esa onda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;no puedo creer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;La perfección no me lo permite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;nada es perfecto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-4184145868345328623?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-3772004412146727123</id><published>2011-05-05T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T15:44:16.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spin</title><content type='html'>Te he buscado en universos de confiteria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he gritado tu nombre en paredes de plumas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he escuchado mis ecos y dibujado una mirada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cai en desesperacion y sigo cayendo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he agitado mis alas pero aun no las tengo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he mirado tus ojos y ellos me han extrañado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he tomado tu mano pero te has soltado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he vuelto a mirar y no hay suelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahora me queda agitar las alas en mi hondo vuelo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu mano me ha vuelto a llamar pero aun no se de donde agarrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aun sigo girando en este muladar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pronto&amp;nbsp;sobre mi piernas y a saltar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pasajero en mi cabeza gira&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el tiempo camina sus segundos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y yo camino la vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-3772004412146727123?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3772004412146727123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=3772004412146727123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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en ruedas.&lt;br /&gt;Con ese sabor a escombro, &lt;br /&gt;a añejo, la basura.&lt;br /&gt;Me voy mientras aun vea tus rayos&lt;br /&gt;y aun sienta tu piel contra la mia. &lt;br /&gt;Mientras calienta tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;y moldean tus labios.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras sepa que no&lt;br /&gt;te volveré a extrañar.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras te vuelva a ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/fOniR2N63zQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fOniR2N63zQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fOniR2N63zQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" 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Mood'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-2498582382605657490</id><published>2011-03-27T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T22:49:19.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cronomorfosis</title><content type='html'>Podría mirarte hasta que la noche se convierta en día&lt;br /&gt;y las estrellas en nubes,&lt;br /&gt;hasta que el viento traiga nuevas hojas.&lt;br /&gt;Mirarte en un río que arrastre tus penas&lt;br /&gt;donde el ojo de la selva inunde con su silencio.&lt;br /&gt;Olerte en el vaivén de una acústica oscuridad.&lt;br /&gt;Podría mirarte hasta que el día muera de noche.&lt;br /&gt;Explorar entre la hojarasca mientras soplas mi sudor&lt;br /&gt;Dejar que el viento te lleve hasta que nazca el día&lt;br /&gt;hasta que tus brazos se trenzen en sogas y no pueda escapar&lt;br /&gt;Podría mirarte hasta que la mañana traiga cánticos&lt;br /&gt;-hasta que abras los ojos-&lt;br /&gt;y seas el ave que susurra sobre mi oreja.&lt;br /&gt;Podría hacer de la noche un día&lt;br /&gt;y de las estrellas nubes de algodón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-2498582382605657490?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2498582382605657490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=2498582382605657490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2498582382605657490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2498582382605657490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2011/03/cronomorfosis.html' title='Cronomorfosis'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-6422379048569308676</id><published>2011-02-21T19:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:45:57.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lo reinterpreté de por ahí</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Las personas son el reflejo de lo que dicen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;y su alma el de sus acciones.&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/26140499-6422379048569308676?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6422379048569308676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=6422379048569308676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Como si el viento trajera los colores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;y los abrazos pintaran sonrisas en tu alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;-arcoiris talvez- de canciones fuertes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;o de una lullaby que aniquila las pesadillas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Como si.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;El color del humo explora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;cada agujero y miel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;De encontrar una nueva familia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;de abrazar y ser abrazado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;de mirarte y no negar tu verdad de cristal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;(eran días, en los cuales escribí esto y lo encontre por ahí) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&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/26140499-3019531495820535991?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3019531495820535991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=3019531495820535991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/3019531495820535991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/3019531495820535991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2011/02/tqm.html' title='t.q.m.'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-2556473208564336732</id><published>2011-02-17T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T08:31:49.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>Andaba pensando...&lt;br /&gt;si andamos choteando a la felicidad, esta se resintirá?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deberiamos darle curso nomas no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-2556473208564336732?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2556473208564336732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=2556473208564336732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2556473208564336732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2556473208564336732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2011/02/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-8616756840444274042</id><published>2011-02-09T13:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T13:29:23.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.fin.</title><content type='html'>y asi fué&lt;br /&gt;asi terminó.&lt;br /&gt;un cuidate,&lt;br /&gt;un adiós,&lt;br /&gt;sus huellas&lt;br /&gt;cavadas en la arena,&lt;br /&gt;el viento las guardó&lt;br /&gt;y con ella voló.&lt;br /&gt;El adiós.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-8616756840444274042?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-2435003656185469817</id><published>2011-02-06T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T11:01:56.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[     ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mientras viviamos el silencio incómodo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;mientras buscaba alguna razón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;paso el viento por mi ventana, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;la cortina,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sonó un Mi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;y en la guitarra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;la ventana abierta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;la cortina que juega&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;con el viento y las cuerdas,&lt;br /&gt;el wisky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;y la nota que sigue sonando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Una sonrisa sonó también.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_627010906_undefined"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_627010906_undefined"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_627010906_undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Como dice E. Sábato:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fbChatMessage fsm" data-jsid="message" id="msg_627010906_undefined"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"El mundo nada puede contra un hombre que canta en la miseria."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/26140499-2435003656185469817?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2435003656185469817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=2435003656185469817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2435003656185469817'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-de ese recuerdo que quiero borrar-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entonces podre sentir el suelo&lt;br /&gt;sentir una vez mas.&lt;br /&gt;y Ser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-7154706580368145939?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7154706580368145939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=7154706580368145939&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7154706580368145939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7154706580368145939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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prisma candente,&lt;br /&gt;el perdón de sus pétalos&lt;br /&gt;mientas el pudor resbala sobre sus hojas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy no es un día glorioso&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el cielo reflexiona sobre su atardecer,&lt;br /&gt;nubes esbozan jugando en un suspiro.&lt;br /&gt;Victoria vendrá cabalgando&lt;br /&gt;sobre el campo de estrellas&lt;br /&gt;se deja ver la incertidumbre,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Victoria vendrá cabalgando.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-3998599257807193609?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3998599257807193609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa extrañez de extrañar mientras vago por el borde de la incertidumbre.&lt;br /&gt;El ocaso de su voz se confunde a la noche caminante.&lt;br /&gt;Solo por el borde.&lt;br /&gt;ya casi confundiendome entre el grito de mi guitarra y su voz entrequebrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-5110212255470475431?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5110212255470475431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=5110212255470475431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cayendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paciencia para llegar al final;&lt;br /&gt;final que nunca conoceré&lt;br /&gt;Solo Dios sabe el lugar&lt;br /&gt;que el corazón tiene&lt;br /&gt;pero que no esta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus miradas matan&lt;br /&gt;mis pupilas.&lt;br /&gt;Guerreras&lt;br /&gt;buscan un lugar,&lt;br /&gt;lugar que el abismo&lt;br /&gt;posee,&lt;br /&gt;lugar&lt;br /&gt;donde sigo cayendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-4112675679787623359?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4112675679787623359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Beat</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuré el viaje al vacuo alrededor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el silencio nos rodeo nuevamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu osamenta nos dio cobijo en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mientras recorría esa lozana senda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que de mañana me descubrió tu presencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-8143539222153168258?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8143539222153168258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=8143539222153168258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/8143539222153168258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/8143539222153168258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2011/01/beat.html' title='Beat'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-1765904406730854197</id><published>2011-01-17T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:16:37.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abismo - Illya Kuryaki &amp; The Valderramas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pero tome tu piel, quede imantado a eso&lt;br /&gt;como los bosques imantan el silencio."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AbywTHFlRWg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AbywTHFlRWg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Dedicada a esa personas que quisieras haber amado pero que no fueron para ti... y tal vez ni serán.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-1765904406730854197?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-6162356291576787922</id><published>2010-12-28T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:39:00.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>al borde</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=UTF-8"&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Style-Type" content="text/css"&gt; &lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt; &lt;meta name="Generator" content="Cocoa HTML Writer"&gt; &lt;meta name="CocoaVersion" content="949.54"&gt; &lt;style type="text/css"&gt; p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica} &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;p class="p1"&gt;es tu alma sensible, busca el limbo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;el silencio que pega el borde por donde camina,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;las olas empujan los labios contra.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;los tuyos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;los mios&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;los de alguien mas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;sueltame,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;se libre hacia el sunshine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-6162356291576787922?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6162356291576787922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Ansiedad</title><content type='html'>Mañana vendra la fe.&lt;br /&gt;porque solo la fe viene mañana&lt;br /&gt;y por eso siempre la esperamos&lt;br /&gt;y a veces ni te das cuenta que ya esta contigo&lt;br /&gt;pero ya lo esta.&lt;br /&gt;Entonces te tengo que dejar,&lt;br /&gt;Adios ansiedad&lt;br /&gt;hoy me dejas el sol&lt;br /&gt;y bailare con el viento&lt;br /&gt;que a llegado trayendo fruta&lt;br /&gt;iluminado nace con las sonrisas nuevas&lt;br /&gt;que tu luz ha dibujado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay de la ansiedad que es dificil compañera&lt;br /&gt;pero amiga de la soledad y del resentiemiento&lt;br /&gt;que oscurecen el sol y escuchan las estrellas caer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay de aquella que ha tenido todo siempre&lt;br /&gt;pues tendrá que aprender.&lt;br /&gt;Aprender a manejar su ansiedad&lt;br /&gt;ya que siempre tuvo lo que quizo&lt;br /&gt;en el momento que quizo&lt;br /&gt;y porque bailaba sobre los ojos de sus padres&lt;br /&gt;y no existia otro mundo&lt;br /&gt;que la burbuja que ellos le daban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy has vuelto sunshine&lt;br /&gt;hoy bebere de tu luz&lt;br /&gt;y gritare armonias en irradiacion&lt;br /&gt;incandescente fluyo en espiral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy has vuelto sunshine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-7545919956825798474?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7545919956825798474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=7545919956825798474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7545919956825798474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7545919956825798474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2010/12/ansiedad.html' title='Ansiedad'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-509094976920852597</id><published>2010-10-21T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T10:35:31.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lluvia</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca la calle se vio tan sola&lt;br /&gt;con sus luces acuosas;&lt;br /&gt;como el humo&lt;br /&gt;que se desvanece en los gritos&lt;br /&gt;que mi garganta anuda.&lt;br /&gt;Como si el dolor de tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;opacara mi llanto,&lt;br /&gt;de este canto:&lt;br /&gt;mudo de manos,&lt;br /&gt;ciego al habla,&lt;br /&gt;camino el espacio,&lt;br /&gt;el silencio frio,&lt;br /&gt;las estrellas de una noche&lt;br /&gt;de hojas secas&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-509094976920852597?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/509094976920852597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=509094976920852597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/509094976920852597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/509094976920852597'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;naufraga&lt;br /&gt;brazadas a brazadas&lt;br /&gt;avanza, desangra&lt;br /&gt;de inicio a final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las sencillas palabras&lt;br /&gt;afiladas como navaja de carnicero&lt;br /&gt;se han convertido&lt;br /&gt;y ahora solo desgarran&lt;br /&gt;y escupen sangre sobre la cadenas&lt;br /&gt;que aun no han logrado tumbarme&lt;br /&gt;concha sus madres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-1538502935076876904?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1538502935076876904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=1538502935076876904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;y mi honda ignorancia prueba tus gritos&lt;br /&gt;los acaricia y la torpeza tropieza en el limbo de la noche&lt;br /&gt;bajo las estrellas ya camino a mi casa&lt;br /&gt;y me quedo en cada piedra que dejaste para volver&lt;br /&gt;volteando a ver si aun el universo te dibuja en el firmamento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-4902615513734016008?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4902615513734016008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=4902615513734016008&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4902615513734016008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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EspejO .</title><content type='html'>Encontes somos el ejemplo que no queremos ser&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy como mi padre y tal vez tu como tu madre...&lt;br /&gt;pero nada de lo que hago es por maldad...&lt;br /&gt;pero parece que me corto la piel con mis propias manos&lt;br /&gt;o me inco con mis espinas cada vez que me/te abrazo&lt;br /&gt;Ay! del renegon que llora sin compasion&lt;br /&gt;porque su actos toscos no tienen razon&lt;br /&gt;ni entran en ella que seria lo cuerdo&lt;br /&gt;Pero de adaptarse nada he escuchado&lt;br /&gt;lo poco que se ha intentado ha sido llevado al vacio&lt;br /&gt;tampoco he escuchado del rio que dobla y baña las faldas del cerro&lt;br /&gt;o del mar que acaricia la playa sin llevarla muy lejos&lt;br /&gt;tampoco se del viento que corre sobre las colinas bailando con arboles&lt;br /&gt;llevando semillas de un lado a otro&lt;br /&gt;menos se de Mi que viendome en Tu espejo&lt;br /&gt;trato de arrancarte las hojas,&lt;br /&gt;me llevo tu arena&lt;br /&gt;y tambien -con mi caudal- la selva sin dudarlo&lt;br /&gt;es lo que veo en tu espejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-2141873486167698784?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2141873486167698784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=2141873486167698784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2141873486167698784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2141873486167698784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2010/02/espejo.html' title='. EspejO .'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-8758212984144974708</id><published>2010-01-05T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:07:28.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>. estrellas .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;mi cuerpo opaco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;brilla como la luz intermitente al final de la calle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;esperando que me sujetes con tus brazos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;para que el firmamento nazca en un rayo interminable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;mientras me sonries&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/26140499-8758212984144974708?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8758212984144974708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=8758212984144974708&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/8758212984144974708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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por ratos&lt;br /&gt;aun me quedan las cicatrices que ando borrando&lt;br /&gt;la sangre ha parado&lt;br /&gt;pero los recuerdos frescos quieren desatar las ganas&lt;br /&gt;y dejar que me escurra por las grietas del piso&lt;br /&gt;-la lucha contra el espejo es inminente-&lt;br /&gt;entonces me sujetas y aun estas ahi&lt;br /&gt;con las nubes que aun puedo acariciar&lt;br /&gt;y las golondrinas que uno con cada beso&lt;br /&gt;y me hablas con el viento encantado que me ha vuelto a llevar&lt;br /&gt;esta vez para siempre &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/26140499-3465902800945154671?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3465902800945154671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=3465902800945154671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/3465902800945154671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/3465902800945154671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2010/01/silencio.html' title='. silencio .'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-5492852099078459858</id><published>2009-11-14T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T05:40:56.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>huir</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;...huir un buen rato de este ramo de edificios envueltos en ruidos y animales de metal. rugiendome cerca del oido con el aliento -ese mal aliento- bosquejado sobre el enrarecido humo negro...huir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-5492852099078459858?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5492852099078459858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=5492852099078459858&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/5492852099078459858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/5492852099078459858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/11/huir.html' title='huir'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-6199013910445409633</id><published>2009-11-06T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T05:44:59.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.Principe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.PRINCIPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principe de princesas sin castillo&lt;br /&gt;eje de rueda sin piso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               •&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es lo que oculta el mar en cada golpe de olas&lt;br /&gt;sobre ese palido silbido.&lt;br /&gt;que no es ni blanco ni negro&lt;br /&gt;el color tus deseos&lt;br /&gt;sino es mas un manojo de ganas&lt;br /&gt;estrechando el fresco.&lt;br /&gt;mientras he de mirar tu estanque relucir&lt;br /&gt;y mecer el iris en tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;que no es ni blanca ni negra,&lt;br /&gt;es gris y pinta la raya en tus labios&lt;br /&gt;de niña princesa,&lt;br /&gt;sobre la niebla abrumadora&lt;br /&gt;que me recuerda invierno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-6199013910445409633?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6199013910445409633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=6199013910445409633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6199013910445409633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6199013910445409633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/11/principe-de-princesas-sin-castillo-eje.html' title='.Principe.'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-8076017252903390632</id><published>2009-10-04T22:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:51:29.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.SEMILLA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;universos que navego a tientas&lt;br /&gt;con los ojos ciegos&lt;br /&gt;flotanto sobre esperanzas  y aleteando sonrisas&lt;br /&gt;sonando acordes en nebulosas&lt;br /&gt;y relampagos de furia sobre el iris de tu alma&lt;br /&gt;entonces que es mas sino lo evidente&lt;br /&gt;devela ante mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;extraña figura de mujer&lt;br /&gt;ser errante entre odio y amor&lt;br /&gt;navegando en mis ojos ciegos&lt;br /&gt;tal vez y es que si, tal vez sea&lt;br /&gt;la unica forma de verla como es&lt;br /&gt;tu semilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-8076017252903390632?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8076017252903390632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=8076017252903390632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/8076017252903390632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/8076017252903390632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/10/semilla.html' title='Semilla'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-1969225274116964991</id><published>2009-09-24T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:24:34.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eLLas</title><content type='html'>•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Las mujeres son como diablos dormidos, de vez en cuando despiertan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-1969225274116964991?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1969225274116964991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=1969225274116964991&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1969225274116964991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1969225274116964991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/09/ellas.html' title='eLLas'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-3050085184834079744</id><published>2009-09-12T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:01:05.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esclavitud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;voy a trazar un plan malevolo&lt;br /&gt;algo cruel y despiadado.&lt;br /&gt;te arrancare el alma y la arrastrare por el alba&lt;br /&gt;sin pensar en quien me ha visto y no volteare a ver el rastro.&lt;br /&gt;amare cada gota incandescente de deseo derramado&lt;br /&gt;y no mirare atras&lt;br /&gt;mientras corro abrazando tus brazos entrequebrados alrededor mio&lt;br /&gt;nos los suelto. los amo.&lt;br /&gt;suspirare mil veces mas ante tu pecho erguido sobre mi&lt;br /&gt;desafiante como sombra q te encuentra&lt;br /&gt;como el lobo que te busca en medio de la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;deseare entonces seguir corriendo con tu alma y lanzarnos al vacio&lt;br /&gt;con tu vicio&lt;br /&gt;y entrar a la humedad de tu vientre&lt;br /&gt;para volver a vivir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-3050085184834079744?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3050085184834079744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=3050085184834079744&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/3050085184834079744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/3050085184834079744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/09/esclavitud.html' title='Esclavitud'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-2117017151163876311</id><published>2009-09-02T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:16:58.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.lunch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.LUNCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alguien que me hace sonreir&lt;br /&gt;pero a lo mejor ni se entera que tengo la sonrisa dibujada&lt;br /&gt;me delata&lt;br /&gt;me expone.&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/26140499-2117017151163876311?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2117017151163876311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=2117017151163876311&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2117017151163876311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2117017151163876311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/09/lunch.html' title='.lunch.'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-5534091225804499641</id><published>2009-08-28T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T16:29:22.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deberias saber por qué</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;hoy es un dia en el cual quisiera salir corriendo de aca&lt;br /&gt;contigo&lt;br /&gt;tan solo por pasear al lado de la orilla de tus sueños&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-5534091225804499641?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5534091225804499641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=5534091225804499641&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/5534091225804499641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/5534091225804499641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/08/deberias-saber-por-que.html' title='deberias saber por qué'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-81452480641095909</id><published>2009-08-18T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:02:32.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>celeste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.CELESTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vuelas por dentro y le das vuelta a mi mundo.&lt;br /&gt;detener los vientos con mi mano&lt;br /&gt;imposible.&lt;br /&gt;me resisto pero me llevas&lt;br /&gt;like a smooth feather...&lt;br /&gt;en el aire de donde eres reina&lt;br /&gt;y duermes entre mis sueños.&lt;br /&gt;abrazando mis pensamientos.&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/26140499-81452480641095909?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/81452480641095909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=81452480641095909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/81452480641095909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/81452480641095909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/08/celeste.html' title='celeste'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-4199623004904336257</id><published>2009-08-16T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:13:52.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.verde.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.VERDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has escuchado como muerden los cactus?&lt;br /&gt;o como gritan los colores de un clavel encontrado&lt;br /&gt;has sentido el silencio de tus frias manos?&lt;br /&gt;o como mi palma escucha tu corazon&lt;br /&gt;has tocado mis pensamientos entre el humo...&lt;br /&gt;y bailado entre mis brazos susurrando un beso tuyo&lt;br /&gt;has escapado con el momento&lt;br /&gt;pero aun estás donde pense encontrarte&lt;br /&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/26140499-4199623004904336257?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4199623004904336257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=4199623004904336257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4199623004904336257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4199623004904336257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/08/verde.html' title='.verde.'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-2845237416563589940</id><published>2009-08-11T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:57:02.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.magenta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.MAGENTA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;•&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Andaba pensando en como las enredaderas...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;suben mientras cruzan sus ramas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;entre flores y espinas pegandose al camino por donde ir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayyyy por donde subes? dice el enrredado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;si lo que mas disfruta es la subida&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a un paso del vertigo a un suspiro de tu aliento&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pendiente del cruzar de tus ramas y el florecer de tu ojos...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andaba pensando en como las enredaderas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aun suben cielo surcando...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;•&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-2845237416563589940?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2845237416563589940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=2845237416563589940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2845237416563589940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2845237416563589940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/08/magenta.html' title='.magenta.'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-6517645761670160150</id><published>2009-07-31T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:57:21.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.gris.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.GRIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la niebla bajó&lt;br /&gt;pude ver que el espacio&lt;br /&gt;abria sus alas para llevarla&lt;br /&gt;.azul.&lt;br /&gt;por mares de luz tenue&lt;br /&gt;y abrazos celestes&lt;br /&gt;.confundido en sus ojos.&lt;br /&gt;las bugambilias gritaban&lt;br /&gt;son.roja.das&lt;br /&gt;al puente a donde ibamos&lt;br /&gt;y que no cruzamos...&lt;br /&gt;aun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-6517645761670160150?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6517645761670160150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=6517645761670160150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6517645761670160150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6517645761670160150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/07/gris.html' title='.gris.'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-6301590869392875100</id><published>2009-03-03T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:09:13.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiero ser</title><content type='html'>Quiero ser&lt;br /&gt;la luz que brilla en tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;el aire que corre bajo tus alas&lt;br /&gt;el suspiro que sale desde tu pecho&lt;br /&gt;la lágrima que baja por tu mejilla&lt;br /&gt;el cielo que grita en tu alma&lt;br /&gt;el sol que se enrreda en tus pestañas&lt;br /&gt;la estrella que cruza tarde noche&lt;br /&gt;y la luna me deja su olor&lt;br /&gt;sobre la piel de tus manos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Quiero formar constelaciones en tu piel&lt;br /&gt;viajar por ella&lt;br /&gt;contar tus estrellas&lt;br /&gt;y volar sobre ellas.&lt;br /&gt;Sobre un beso fugaz&lt;br /&gt;plasmo mi vida sobre la tuya&lt;br /&gt;y asi pintando lunares&lt;br /&gt;y cantando canciones&lt;br /&gt;es quien baila&lt;br /&gt;cantando lunares&lt;br /&gt;contando canciones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;•&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-6301590869392875100?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6301590869392875100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=6301590869392875100&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6301590869392875100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6301590869392875100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/03/quiero-ser.html' title='Quiero ser'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-7724161587904775751</id><published>2009-01-29T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:57:56.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tus Ojos, esos</title><content type='html'>Oh! extraño mar de deseos&lt;br /&gt;Surcan pestañas en pasión&lt;br /&gt;hiriente sobre mi piel&lt;br /&gt;regocijame el alma&lt;br /&gt;extraño oleaje de sensaciones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu! espera! me dice ella&lt;br /&gt;soltándome la mano&lt;br /&gt;con una mirada por disparo&lt;br /&gt;y mi mano herida por corazón&lt;br /&gt;abrázame /ella/ su canción&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-7724161587904775751?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7724161587904775751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=7724161587904775751&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7724161587904775751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7724161587904775751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2009/01/tus-ojos-esos.html' title='Tus Ojos, esos'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-6453702128325724998</id><published>2008-12-16T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:33:13.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eterno ciclo de locura</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;"...tus pasos, tu aroma, tu viento, tu voz&lt;br /&gt;y nunca un adiós&lt;br /&gt;un solo,una canción por ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tu sombra evitaré...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;para cerrar un capitulo,&lt;br /&gt;el punto en la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;la frambuesa del helado&lt;br /&gt;y como una ilusion fue asesinada en corto tiempo&lt;br /&gt;a quemarropa pudo ser&lt;br /&gt;Pero el sol siempre suele salir por las mañanas&lt;br /&gt;asi que esperare el amanecer&lt;br /&gt;que sus rayos ya caen sobre mis ojos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/26140499-6453702128325724998?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6453702128325724998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=6453702128325724998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6453702128325724998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6453702128325724998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Eterno ciclo de locura'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-1423688531055911834</id><published>2008-12-09T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:45:38.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario Benedettii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no hay mucho que decir sobre el..pero si hay que leer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.avantel.net/%7Eeoropesa/html/poesia/mbenedetti1.html"&gt;http://www.avantel.net/~eoropesa/html/poesia/mbenedetti1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="mbenedetti_2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;Corazón coraza&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Porque te tengo y no&lt;br /&gt;porque te pienso&lt;br /&gt;porque la noche está de ojos abiertos&lt;br /&gt;porque la noche pasa y digo amor&lt;br /&gt;porque has venido a recoger tu imagen&lt;br /&gt;y eres mejor que todas tus imágenes&lt;br /&gt;porque eres linda desde el pie hasta el alma&lt;br /&gt;porque eres buena desde el alma a mí&lt;br /&gt;porque te escondes dulce en el orgullo&lt;br /&gt;pequeña y dulce&lt;br /&gt;corazón coraza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque eres mía&lt;br /&gt;porque no eres mía&lt;br /&gt;porque te miro y muero&lt;br /&gt;y peor que muero&lt;br /&gt;si no te miro amor&lt;br /&gt;si no te miro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque tú siempre existes dondequiera&lt;br /&gt;pero existes mejor donde te quiero&lt;br /&gt;porque tu boca es sangre&lt;br /&gt;y tienes frío&lt;br /&gt;tengo que amarte amor&lt;br /&gt;tengo que amarte&lt;br /&gt;aunque esta herida duela como dos&lt;br /&gt;aunque te busque y no te encuentre&lt;br /&gt;y aunque&lt;br /&gt;la noche pase y yo te tenga&lt;br /&gt;y no.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/26140499-1423688531055911834?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1423688531055911834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=1423688531055911834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1423688531055911834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1423688531055911834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/12/mario-benedettii.html' title='Mario Benedettii'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-1088514454916734053</id><published>2008-11-30T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:46:31.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear prudence...</title><content type='html'>He corrido hacia ti&lt;br /&gt;entre bosques y medusas.&lt;br /&gt;las piedras se vuelven arena&lt;br /&gt;y no dejo de hacer castillos cerca al mar... la orilla&lt;br /&gt;dibujo mariposas en mi estomago&lt;br /&gt;y es facil temblar las rodillas, las manos cuando estas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algodon y carton para los sueños que vienen con tu sonrisa.&lt;br /&gt;terciopelo y miel escriben sobre tu mejor canción...&lt;br /&gt;el silencio me rodea cuando estas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;explotan jazmines en tu caminar&lt;br /&gt;y es tu olor el que dibuja el camino [que quiero seguir]&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hold your hand...&lt;br /&gt;tu mano&lt;br /&gt;tus manos&lt;br /&gt;enamorarme de tus pasos que horror!&lt;br /&gt;because i do&lt;br /&gt;y lo haria otra vez&lt;br /&gt;cada vez que caminases para mi&lt;br /&gt;oh si!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(si lees alguna vez esto... sabras que fui yo)&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/26140499-1088514454916734053?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1088514454916734053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=1088514454916734053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1088514454916734053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1088514454916734053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/11/he-corrido-hacia-ti-entre-bosques-y.html' title='Dear prudence...'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-5037021869532203952</id><published>2008-11-29T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:06:03.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see fallen stars&lt;br /&gt;close to me&lt;br /&gt;but you fallen angel...&lt;br /&gt;waiting on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;see the sky&lt;br /&gt;then i dont mind if you dont mind&lt;br /&gt;i dont shy if you dont shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;veo estrellas fugaces&lt;br /&gt;caer cerca&lt;br /&gt;pero TU angel caido...&lt;br /&gt;y miro el cielo&lt;br /&gt;esperandote en las escaleras&lt;br /&gt;y no me importa si a ti no&lt;br /&gt;mi timidez se va si tu no lo estas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&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/26140499-5037021869532203952?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5037021869532203952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=5037021869532203952&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/5037021869532203952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/5037021869532203952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-see-fallen-stars-close-to-me-but-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-3996659809815774319</id><published>2008-11-28T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T07:38:56.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chola</title><content type='html'>Siempre estaras ahi&lt;br /&gt;donde corre la sangre&lt;br /&gt;donde la vida comienza&lt;br /&gt;donde las verdades fueron faltantes&lt;br /&gt;en mi pecho estas guardada&lt;br /&gt;te extrañare...&lt;br /&gt;mil soles no bastan&lt;br /&gt;para iluminar la felicidad que me das&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-3996659809815774319?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3996659809815774319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=3996659809815774319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/3996659809815774319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/3996659809815774319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/11/chola.html' title='Chola'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-1919359694543085072</id><published>2008-11-24T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:30:18.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canela</title><content type='html'>•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por momentos [todos]&lt;br /&gt;tu sonrisa me regala caminos&lt;br /&gt;por donde voy&lt;br /&gt;con los pies por sobre el suelo...&lt;br /&gt;mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-1919359694543085072?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1919359694543085072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=1919359694543085072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1919359694543085072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1919359694543085072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/11/canela.html' title='Canela'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-6750630115496081907</id><published>2008-10-11T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T01:02:45.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Espiral</title><content type='html'>Entonces encuentras personas que te sorprenden y ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;recuerdos de besos dados en una rafaga de pasion contenida&lt;br /&gt;elementos que se unen para darte cavida&lt;br /&gt;emocion temprana que cabalga por la vida&lt;br /&gt;derramando pasion en fluidos sobre tu piel esquiva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personas que aparecen en tu vida&lt;br /&gt;y vaya la mia que historia tenia&lt;br /&gt;y si no fui yo quien elegias&lt;br /&gt;dejame decirte que la espiral de la vida&lt;br /&gt;trae recuerdos que con sonrisas das vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-6750630115496081907?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6750630115496081907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=6750630115496081907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6750630115496081907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6750630115496081907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/10/espiral.html' title='Espiral'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-4224558107416856298</id><published>2008-05-14T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:09:45.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cielo Ver.2</title><content type='html'>El cielo estrellado me hace volar...&lt;br /&gt;y solo en ciertos lugares puedo ver el cielo cubierto de estrellas ...&lt;br /&gt;y ella esta ahi donde las puedo ver mientras puedo agarrar su mano...&lt;br /&gt;No hay otro lugar en este momento nocturno donde quiera estar mas que con ella...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-4224558107416856298?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4224558107416856298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=4224558107416856298&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4224558107416856298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4224558107416856298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/05/cielo-ver2.html' title='Cielo Ver.2'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-8981202303661411921</id><published>2008-05-08T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:13:51.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cielo</title><content type='html'>Mandame una imagen del cielo negro perlado&lt;br /&gt;y dibujaré tu sonrisa con mantos estelares&lt;br /&gt;y estrellas fugaces...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-8981202303661411921?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8981202303661411921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=8981202303661411921&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/8981202303661411921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/8981202303661411921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/05/cielo.html' title='Cielo'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-7805295210886111402</id><published>2008-05-01T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T08:46:57.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitando mi blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me leo y no lo creo. Pero creo que volvere a escribir asi en cualquier momento jaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-7805295210886111402?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7805295210886111402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=7805295210886111402&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7805295210886111402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7805295210886111402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/05/visitando-mi-blog.html' title='Visitando mi blog'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-1792475840452002416</id><published>2008-03-06T22:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:01:23.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>perro perro!</title><content type='html'>aun soy un perro callejero...&lt;br /&gt;no encuentra un rumbo&lt;br /&gt;y ni una pulga que lo pique&lt;br /&gt;de vez en cuando&lt;br /&gt;pican&lt;br /&gt;de vez en cuando&lt;br /&gt;pero siempre hay un perro mejor&lt;br /&gt;creo que no tengo sangre apropiada para la pulgas&lt;br /&gt;y se me van&lt;br /&gt;solo deseo una para converzar&lt;br /&gt;y que no me pique mucho porque duele&lt;br /&gt;tin tin tin saltas y vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitunitunitunohayfuturo....(me decia ella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haré un nudo con mi arterias&lt;br /&gt;te hare un nudo&lt;br /&gt;quedará entonces ese vacio&lt;br /&gt;ese que sientes cuando el nudo baja de tu garganta&lt;br /&gt;el nudo de tu indiferencia&lt;br /&gt;y frescura al decir...&lt;br /&gt;llego el otoño, la hojas secas..vuelan&lt;br /&gt;como tus abrazos y tu besos&lt;br /&gt;se los lleva el viento...&lt;br /&gt;asesinando una vez mas un acelerado verano que me resisto a vivir&lt;br /&gt;callaaaa no sabes lo que dices&lt;br /&gt;es verdad&lt;br /&gt;son estaciones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-1792475840452002416?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1792475840452002416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=1792475840452002416&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1792475840452002416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1792475840452002416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/03/perro-perro.html' title='perro perro!'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-4881129556785351300</id><published>2008-01-06T06:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T06:53:29.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ay,</title><content type='html'>Hoy encontre un cabello tuyo en mi cama...&lt;br /&gt;enredo un recuerdo tuyo,&lt;br /&gt;dibujo tu rostro en mis manos&lt;br /&gt;corro por la linea de tus besos&lt;br /&gt;y mojo el lado izquierdo de mis ojos.&lt;br /&gt;el borde de tu piel dibuja cada recorrido...&lt;br /&gt;Mis manos.&lt;br /&gt;Tus labios muerden el calor de mis intenciones&lt;br /&gt;timida recorres mi piel,&lt;br /&gt;arrancas una a una mis penas,&lt;br /&gt;brilla el sol por mi ventana, ya limpia.&lt;br /&gt;Armo castillos lejos -ya- de la arena del mar&lt;br /&gt;y tengo alas&lt;br /&gt;solo para volar alrededor&lt;br /&gt;tuyo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-4881129556785351300?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4881129556785351300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=4881129556785351300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4881129556785351300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4881129556785351300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2008/01/ay.html' title='Ay,'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-4280585684992555866</id><published>2007-11-15T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T20:39:52.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sol de mañana</title><content type='html'>Hoy salió el sol.&lt;br /&gt;Pero no brillan tanto como tus ojos cuando me miras,&lt;br /&gt;en un relámpago cabalgando los 7 mares hasta encontrarte...&lt;br /&gt;iré&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-4280585684992555866?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4280585684992555866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=4280585684992555866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4280585684992555866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4280585684992555866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/11/sol-de-maana.html' title='Sol de mañana'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-8924530338277639164</id><published>2007-11-14T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T11:09:17.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balada de la placeta</title><content type='html'>Cantan los niños&lt;br /&gt;En la noche quieta:&lt;br /&gt;¡Arroyo claro,&lt;br /&gt;Fuente serena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS NIÑOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué tiene tu divino&lt;br /&gt;Corazón en fiesta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un doblar de campanas,&lt;br /&gt;Perdidas en la niebla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS NIÑOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya nos dejas cantando&lt;br /&gt;En la plazuela.&lt;br /&gt;¡Arroyo claro,&lt;br /&gt;Fuente serena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué tienes en tus manos&lt;br /&gt;De primavera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una rosa de sangre&lt;br /&gt;Y una azucena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS NIÑOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mójalas en el agua&lt;br /&gt;De la canción añeja.&lt;br /&gt;¡Arroyo claro,&lt;br /&gt;Fuente serena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué sientes en tu boca&lt;br /&gt;Roja y sedienta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El sabor de los huesos&lt;br /&gt;De mi gran calavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS NIÑOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebe el agua tranquila&lt;br /&gt;De la canción añeja.&lt;br /&gt;¡Arroyo claro,&lt;br /&gt;Fuente serena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué te vas tan lejos&lt;br /&gt;De la plazuela?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Voy en busca de magos&lt;br /&gt;Y de princesas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS NIÑOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién te enseñó el camino&lt;br /&gt;De los poetas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La fuente y el arroyo&lt;br /&gt;De la canción añeja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS NIÑOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Te vas lejos, muy lejos&lt;br /&gt;Del mar y de la tierra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se ha llenado de luces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi corazón de seda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De campanas perdidas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;De lirios y de abejas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y yo me iré muy lejos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Más allá de esas sierras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Más allá de los mares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cerca de las estrellas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para pedirle a Cristo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Señor que me devuelva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi alma antigua de niño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madura de leyendas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Con el gorro de plumas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y el sable de madera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS NIÑOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya nos dejas cantando&lt;br /&gt;En la plazuela.&lt;br /&gt;¡Arroyo claro,&lt;br /&gt;Fuente serena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las pupilas enormes&lt;br /&gt;De las frondas resecas,&lt;br /&gt;Heridas por el viento,&lt;br /&gt;Lloran las hojas muertas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Federico García Lorca&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/26140499-8924530338277639164?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8924530338277639164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=8924530338277639164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/8924530338277639164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/8924530338277639164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/11/balada-de-la-placeta.html' title='Balada de la placeta'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-1938193038724743646</id><published>2007-11-05T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T06:51:28.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;te extraño entre extensos mares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silenciosos nevados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y profundos sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;en los que pertenezco,&lt;br /&gt;donde eres la reina.&lt;br /&gt;tu...&lt;br /&gt;el viento...&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/26140499-1938193038724743646?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1938193038724743646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=1938193038724743646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1938193038724743646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1938193038724743646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/11/sinti-end-o.html' title='Sentir'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-5896074664773572482</id><published>2007-11-04T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T20:33:37.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Es extraño</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que no me lleven tu sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt;que no me apaguen la luz.&lt;br /&gt;Que aun deseo ver tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;descansar sobre los mios,&lt;br /&gt;cerca del cielo&lt;br /&gt;donde he de encontrarte.&lt;br /&gt;En un vaiven de olas de incertidumbre&lt;br /&gt;en un mar de emociones,&lt;br /&gt;de lagrimas,&lt;br /&gt;que te extraño&lt;br /&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/26140499-5896074664773572482?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5896074664773572482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=5896074664773572482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/5896074664773572482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/5896074664773572482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/11/es-extrao.html' title='Es extraño'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-6619174805045183531</id><published>2007-10-24T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:02:33.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtualidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Se me hizo dificil, el dormir porque pense en ti, porque crei que esto era un sueño, pero nooo lo es, mi realidad me dice que eres para mi y que yo soy para ti, que mi vida tiene sentido cuando tu estas y que la pierde si te vas, no puedo creer que me sienta mal por no hablar, que extrañe, si nunca te tuve solo te escuche, me da miedo cuando quedamos sin palabras en las llamadas porque es un sintoma que esto es de verdad, no necesito gritar lo que siento, porque basta saber como suena mi voz cuando pronuncio tu nombre, eres el hombre de mi vida? nose, pero deseo que lo seas mi (...)te quiero muchoooo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-6619174805045183531?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6619174805045183531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=6619174805045183531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6619174805045183531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6619174805045183531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/10/virtualidad.html' title='Virtualidad'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-4934666034584787820</id><published>2007-10-23T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T18:44:34.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duele en la espina dorsal 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Cuando el sol nos da en la cara, aunque afuera está lloviendo, cuando tiemblan como hojas, nuestra piel y nuestro aliento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El amor comienza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuando el gris se vuelve rosa, y una imagen pensamiento, cuando asoman las cosquillas, como auroras de aires y fuego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El amor, comienza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuando pasan cosas raras que antes nunca nos pasaron, derramándose en el alma, como flores de verano; y parece una novela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hasta el tiempo de trabajo y es la música del cielo un teléfono llamando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuando pasan por tu ojos bellos rostros, bellos cuerpos, y tu no te das ni cuenta , hasta que los tienes lejos y se busca algún amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para hablarle de todo eso, y se duerme a sobre saltos y se sueña con un beso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El amor, el amor comienza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuando oímos las campanas que los otros no escucharon cuando alcanza a preocuparnos la presencia y el horario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El amor comienza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuando el ir se vuelve prisa y el volver una condena, cuando duelen las demoras, y se muerden las esperas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El amor comienza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuando pasan cosas raras que antes nunca nos pasaron, derramándose en el alma como flores de verano; y parece una novela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;No fui yo&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-4934666034584787820?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4934666034584787820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=4934666034584787820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4934666034584787820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4934666034584787820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/10/duele-en-la-espina-dorsal-20.html' title='Duele en la espina dorsal 2.0'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-7342467635795975665</id><published>2007-09-03T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T20:43:02.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duele en la espina dorsal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sentir tus manos, rodeando, tocando, besando, te quiero muchote... espero que esto tenga un final donde mis proyectadas empiezen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;en ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-7342467635795975665?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7342467635795975665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=7342467635795975665&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7342467635795975665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/7342467635795975665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/09/duele-en-la-espina-dorsal.html' title='Duele en la espina dorsal'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-4668232248965211237</id><published>2007-09-02T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:27:05.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasta pronto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;(soy feliz)&lt;br /&gt;y puedo caer desde mi ventana&lt;br /&gt;como una hoja de papel&lt;br /&gt;acariciando el viendo que corre de tu cabello&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/26140499-4668232248965211237?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4668232248965211237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=4668232248965211237&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4668232248965211237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4668232248965211237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/09/hasta-pronto.html' title='Hasta pronto'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-4918615071946962381</id><published>2007-09-02T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:38:43.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Al otro lado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;/where she run?/la distancia me puede matar/&lt;br /&gt;/tu falta mirada maybe kill my wish/&lt;br /&gt;/but if you say that word can save me from esta mierda&lt;br /&gt;del mundo que podria ser sin ti/&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/26140499-4918615071946962381?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4918615071946962381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=4918615071946962381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4918615071946962381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/4918615071946962381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/09/al-otro-lado.html' title='Al otro lado'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-6878526710592359072</id><published>2007-09-01T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:39:37.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cada microsengundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;estoy amarrado al asiento del chofer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;con un ladrillo en el acelerador &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;en una cuesta empinada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y este vertigo es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adrenalina pura cuando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me pierdo en tus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;labios&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-6878526710592359072?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6878526710592359072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=6878526710592359072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6878526710592359072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/6878526710592359072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/09/freak.html' title='Freak'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-1712430951021169189</id><published>2007-04-27T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:44:22.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dejate Caer</title><content type='html'>El amor cuando se muere.... es capaz de volver a renacer?&lt;br /&gt;es lo mismo? mejor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si la frialdad&lt;br /&gt;y tu necedad&lt;br /&gt;y tu egocentrismo oculto para ti -ciega en tu andar-&lt;br /&gt;se convirtieran en lo opuesto....&lt;br /&gt;Dejame pensar positivo en este bloke de hielo en donde te has metido.&lt;br /&gt;Que tus amarguras e impotencias no contesten sobre mi palabras mal habladas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dejate ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te ayudare&lt;br /&gt;pero creo que sera otro quien este a tu lado por siempre&lt;br /&gt;sino logras saltar al vacio conmigo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come with me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-1712430951021169189?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1712430951021169189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=1712430951021169189&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1712430951021169189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/1712430951021169189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/04/dejate-caer.html' title='Dejate Caer'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-2312860821536455274</id><published>2007-03-18T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T08:11:54.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uno de los peores días de mi vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno de los peores días de mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedo caminar...&lt;br /&gt;y cortar el viento con mi pecho&lt;br /&gt;fruncir el ceño&lt;br /&gt;negarte un beso&lt;br /&gt;morder un te amo&lt;br /&gt;anudado en mi garganta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despues de una gran ira&lt;br /&gt;viene una gran tristeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rostros pasan&lt;br /&gt;solo el tuyo me interesa&lt;br /&gt;al tratar de dejarte&lt;br /&gt;mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;nada dentro&lt;br /&gt;del mar depresivo&lt;br /&gt;que me avienta&lt;br /&gt;me revuelca&lt;br /&gt;de ola en ola&lt;br /&gt;extrañamente&lt;br /&gt;mis ojos llenos de sal&lt;br /&gt;no secan&lt;br /&gt;tanta agua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la música solo es ruído cuando mis letras.&lt;br /&gt;mientras voy con otro rumbo,&lt;br /&gt;enfurecido mi ira derramó&lt;br /&gt;lagrimas en tintura roja&lt;br /&gt;mi día / esperando ser otro&lt;br /&gt;la media noche se aproxima&lt;br /&gt;las sombras se confunden en la pared&lt;br /&gt;(nuestras)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;/span&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/26140499-2312860821536455274?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2312860821536455274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=2312860821536455274&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2312860821536455274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2312860821536455274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/03/uno-de-los-peores-das-de-mi-vida.html' title='Uno de los peores días de mi vida'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-2156600300122924295</id><published>2007-01-21T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:49:05.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aire -comenzar-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Aire -comenzar-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; voy a abrazar&lt;br /&gt;como abrazo al aire&lt;br /&gt;como el aire me abraza&lt;br /&gt;sentire tu brazos y dormire en ellos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buscare tu sombra en mi cama&lt;br /&gt;me recostare en ella&lt;br /&gt;sentire tu olor&lt;br /&gt;dormire en el&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soñare&lt;/span&gt; contigo&lt;br /&gt;irrespiro de ti...&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/26140499-2156600300122924295?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2156600300122924295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=2156600300122924295&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2156600300122924295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/2156600300122924295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2007/01/aire-comenzar.html' title='Aire -comenzar-'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-115975588711129341</id><published>2006-10-01T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T20:40:42.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;muero de sueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y un sueño escribes en mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pero no quiero dormir este dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sin saber que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; volvere a ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;en otro &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sueño&lt;/span&gt; de vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;que me das&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"ayer soñe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;que respirabas en mi pecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;ayer soñe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;que dibujabas en mi orilla la razon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;una cancion para mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;al despertar quize ver le sueño hecho realidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;vivir el tiempo que nos queda por andar...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Daniel F  &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/26140499-115975588711129341?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/115975588711129341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=115975588711129341&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115975588711129341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115975588711129341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/10/vida.html' title='vida'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-115960334457701308</id><published>2006-09-30T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T07:09:59.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ella 2.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella me hace olvidarme&lt;br /&gt;de mi apariencia y soy yo&lt;br /&gt;hoy no camine en nubes&lt;br /&gt;me sente en &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;una&lt;/span&gt; a conversar con ella&lt;br /&gt;el rio se mueve cuando agua tiene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y fueron(imos) a comer pan con ajonjoli&lt;br /&gt;de esos que se caen&lt;br /&gt;cuando los mueves&lt;br /&gt;y una taza de té&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/26140499-115960334457701308?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/115960334457701308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=115960334457701308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115960334457701308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115960334457701308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/09/ella-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-115827124084220675</id><published>2006-09-14T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T15:00:40.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dejate ver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dejate ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;estas hermosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;como para andar coqueteando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;porque no es como la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;garua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sino como &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;la lluvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no es como &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;la brisa&lt;/span&gt; (en tu mejilla_)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sino como &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;el viento&lt;/span&gt; que te alza la falda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no exageres lo hermosa esta noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;quedate quieta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dejate ver&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/26140499-115827124084220675?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-115827121665276042</id><published>2006-09-14T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T15:01:03.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resplandor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Resplandor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mar iluminado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;encegues el segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;irrespiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;en la nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;vienes y te vas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y respiro &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/26140499-115827121665276042?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/115827121665276042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=115827121665276042&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115827121665276042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115827121665276042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/09/resplandor.html' title='Resplandor'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;donde el frio corroe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mi cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me abrazas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y las hojas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;secas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;se van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;con el viento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;viene tu sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;de cenizas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;la paciencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;en donde me siento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;desde donde te busco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ciego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;en tus manos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;estoy&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/26140499-115307078546889877?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/115307078546889877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=115307078546889877&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115307078546889877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115307078546889877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/07/fenix.html' title='Fenix'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-115228859568094255</id><published>2006-07-07T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T09:09:55.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a veces es mejor dejarla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ella, tu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;aunque sientas que te puedes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que te puedes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que me puedo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;derrumbar por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;circunstancialmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;desahogo me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;otra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y la busco a ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en mi mundo de cristal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;esperando vuelvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;volaras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;con tu alas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ya no de papel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y llegaras hacia mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;o te iras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;como las olas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que otra vez se van&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y te espero&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/26140499-115228859568094255?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/115228859568094255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=115228859568094255&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115228859568094255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115228859568094255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok.html' title='Ok'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-115206851214714240</id><published>2006-07-04T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T08:18:17.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abrazo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abrazo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;es posible sentir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;raro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bonito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a la vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pero lo mas dificil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;de un abrazo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;es cuando te lo dan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y no sabes que hacer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cuando la abrazas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y tus brazos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y paralizados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;solo en un torpe rodeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;la abrazo y la dejo ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;deseando el retorno&lt;br /&gt;deseandola&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/26140499-115206851214714240?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/115206851214714240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=115206851214714240&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115206851214714240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115206851214714240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/07/abrazo.html' title='Abrazo'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-115078052057358524</id><published>2006-06-19T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:15:20.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>esta noche</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;esta noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esta noche&lt;br /&gt;podria tener&lt;br /&gt;las conversaciones&lt;br /&gt;mas largas&lt;br /&gt;esta noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;los abrazos mas fuertes&lt;br /&gt;de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;mor&lt;br /&gt;contigo&lt;br /&gt;pero tu alma&lt;br /&gt;permanece oculta ante&lt;br /&gt;la vision&lt;br /&gt;del faro&lt;br /&gt;que te busca&lt;br /&gt;del barco que se hunde&lt;br /&gt;en tu mar&lt;br /&gt;cr&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ea&lt;/span&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;sobre alas de mariposa&lt;br /&gt;al tacto&lt;br /&gt;de sensaciones&lt;br /&gt;en polvo de alas&lt;br /&gt;en marcos&lt;br /&gt;de soled&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ad&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/26140499-115078052057358524?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/115078052057358524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=115078052057358524&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115078052057358524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/115078052057358524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/06/esta-noche.html' title='esta noche'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114844985311171313</id><published>2006-05-23T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:52:19.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nervios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beibi&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;si tomo tu mano&lt;br /&gt;puedo ir volando y&lt;br /&gt;ver el cielo&lt;br /&gt;con mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;de mar embravecido&lt;br /&gt;y mis alas de papel&lt;br /&gt;pintadas con brochazos&lt;br /&gt;de ternura&lt;br /&gt;en crayon &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;celeste&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/26140499-114844985311171313?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114844985311171313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114844985311171313&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114844985311171313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114844985311171313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/05/nervios.html' title='Nervios'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114669511496988429</id><published>2006-05-03T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T15:40:41.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mal pensado, el Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal pensado, el Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mañanas acústicas&lt;br /&gt;te puedo regalar&lt;br /&gt;notas de mi mano&lt;br /&gt;te acarician &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en un sueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seduciendo tu mirada esquiva&lt;br /&gt;sin tocarte te siento&lt;br /&gt;y te siento en un anhelo&lt;br /&gt;tu cabeza &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en mi hombro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y el humo al borde del mar....&lt;br /&gt;la neblina te aleja...&lt;br /&gt;y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aún &lt;/span&gt;te siento...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;te espero&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/26140499-114669511496988429?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114636595018395964</id><published>2006-04-29T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T19:59:10.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>de_formas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de_formas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Formas deformes inundan mi alma ausente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;estallando en el vacio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de tu mirada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;la mas honda profunda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de las sensaciones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que se dispersan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;atravezando el universo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de la incertidumbre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;silencio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;paz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;intangible en su existir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;la siento en tus ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de tu mirada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de tu vacio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tu ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tuya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;alma...&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/26140499-114636595018395964?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114636595018395964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114636595018395964&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114636595018395964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114636595018395964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/deformas.html' title='de_formas'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114636447948100916</id><published>2006-04-29T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T19:34:39.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por Ángeles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Por Ángeles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viajas por los aires de lo prohibido&lt;br /&gt;y los ángeles te dieron el don&lt;br /&gt;de acariciar con sus manos&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/26140499-114636447948100916?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114636447948100916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114636447948100916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114636447948100916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114636447948100916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/por-ngeles.html' title='Por Ángeles'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114593413079942689</id><published>2006-04-24T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T20:02:10.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Distancias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Distancias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra vez la sal corre por mi piel y mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;distancia&lt;/span&gt; es infinita&lt;br /&gt;y no se compara a mil vueltas al universo&lt;br /&gt;la distancia... por que nos separa&lt;br /&gt;porque el lazo entre tu y yo&lt;br /&gt;es tan debil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;invisible&lt;/span&gt; en su inmensidad&lt;br /&gt;intocable en su andar&lt;br /&gt;y te extraño familia&lt;br /&gt;donde quedaste&lt;br /&gt;atras en el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;atras en mis recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;atras&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/26140499-114593413079942689?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114593413079942689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114593413079942689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114593413079942689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114593413079942689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/distancias.html' title='Distancias'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114532552307718848</id><published>2006-04-17T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T18:58:43.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Historias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Historias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historias &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de amores&lt;/span&gt; imposibles&lt;br /&gt;de besos falsos&lt;br /&gt;de caricias vanas&lt;br /&gt;de canciones en silencio&lt;br /&gt;de un pucho al borde del mar&lt;br /&gt;de letras que no se escriben con tinta&lt;br /&gt;dibujadas por el sudor de venas&lt;br /&gt;como las cenizas que se las lleva el mar&lt;br /&gt;de la vida que da vueltas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de amores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en las olas&lt;br /&gt;baile satiro que viene &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y se va&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/26140499-114532552307718848?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114532552307718848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114532552307718848&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114532552307718848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114532552307718848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/historias.html' title='Historias'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114530578086854001</id><published>2006-04-17T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T13:29:40.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un día de esos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Un día de esos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y ella volverá otra vez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;con otra piel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;con la misma mirada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;con la misma coqueteria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;con la misma sensualidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tan rápido y suficiente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;que duraras en mis recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;toda una vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"me encantas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y aun no se si al escribir esto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no se lo que va pasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aún estoy con el efecto de sus labios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;con su sonrrisa en mi oreja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;con sus manos en mi espalda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y no se si le escribire un poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a su partida&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/26140499-114530578086854001?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114530578086854001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114530578086854001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navegame en tus aguas bravas&lt;br /&gt;apagarme los fuegos&lt;br /&gt;el peligro de ahogarme&lt;br /&gt;sensacion encontrada&lt;br /&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/26140499-114507439826488718?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507439826488718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507439826488718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507439826488718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507439826488718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/mar.html' title='Mar'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507414742336125</id><published>2006-04-14T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T21:09:07.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El verte otra vez&lt;br /&gt;incertidumbre&lt;br /&gt;que alimenta el&lt;br /&gt;hambre de  conocerte&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/26140499-114507414742336125?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507414742336125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507414742336125&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507414742336125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507414742336125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/ver.html' title='Ver'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507404724629863</id><published>2006-04-14T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T21:08:02.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Otra vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Otra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Otra vez la vida con sus caprichos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;otra vez me enamoro de la misma mujer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;otra vez me rompo el corazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y otra vez me levanto para caer en otro hueco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;otra vez la vida&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/26140499-114507404724629863?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507404724629863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507404724629863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507404724629863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507404724629863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/otra-vez.html' title='Otra vez'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507395768000287</id><published>2006-04-14T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T21:05:57.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juntos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juntos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El deseo es sincero&lt;br /&gt;cuando el querer&lt;br /&gt;nos envuelve&lt;br /&gt;los cuerpos  desnudos&lt;br /&gt;y nuestras manos juntas&lt;br /&gt;el sueño que guardamos&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/26140499-114507395768000287?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507395768000287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507395768000287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507395768000287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507395768000287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/juntos.html' title='Juntos'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507304998679163</id><published>2006-04-14T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:50:49.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueños Rotos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sueños Rotos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Camine bastos desiertos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;por ríos navegué sediento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mirando el cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en la popa del barco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;esperando tu mano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en mi hombro derecho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y saber que la buscarte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;te espero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y al esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;solo estoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y llegaste entre sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en amanceres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en realidades inconclusas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en sueños rotos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de vacios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de vertigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de caidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-114507304998679163?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507304998679163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507304998679163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507304998679163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507304998679163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/sueos-rotos.html' title='Sueños Rotos'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507302002184452</id><published>2006-04-14T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T15:22:58.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Agua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Porque antes de volver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;abriste mis ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me diste una esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y aunque me quisiste ahogar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;para ver lo que soy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;entonces volvi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;volvi por esa piscina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;que me hizo revivir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y creer en el pasado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pasado que quedo ahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;atras donde siempre estuvo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y que solo mi imaginacion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pudo llegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahora estoy mas &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;cerca de ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y tan lejos como siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;moriria por verte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y borrarte de mi pasado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;convertirte en &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;mi presente&lt;/span&gt; y futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;desata el nudo de mi garganta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y llena el vacio de mi pecho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y que mi corazon &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;vuelva a latir&lt;/span&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/26140499-114507302002184452?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507302002184452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507302002184452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507302002184452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507302002184452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/agua.html' title='Agua'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507293425271639</id><published>2006-04-14T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:48:54.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En camino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;En camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Muere el sol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en el ocaso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;para &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;despertar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;la soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en un rio salado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que surca y se abre paso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sobre mi piel , recorrida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mojando &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extrañamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;lo que inerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;la vida ha dejado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Deseoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;seco &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mi enojo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;guardo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mi soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en el bolsillo derecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;para amanecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en el camino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;donde nací&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;..juega mi mano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en mi bolsillo derecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;busco donde dejarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;soledad.&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/26140499-114507293425271639?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507293425271639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507293425271639&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507293425271639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507293425271639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/en-camino.html' title='En camino'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507291052630503</id><published>2006-04-14T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:48:30.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcas en tu piel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcas en tu piel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viajo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;por tu piel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sin perderme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;compañeros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;los lunares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;señalan el camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de horizonte&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tus labios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;donde el ocaso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sobre los mios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ha posado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;irresistido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;por&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tu aliento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;me rodea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;entre estas cuatro paredes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;se escribió&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mi pasado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que te he amado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dejado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;te llevo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tatuado....&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/26140499-114507291052630503?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507291052630503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507291052630503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507291052630503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507291052630503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/marcas-en-tu-piel.html' title='Marcas en tu piel'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507289009499879</id><published>2006-04-14T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:48:10.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ahora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que te vuelvo a ver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cierro mis ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y trato de buscarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;llamarte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;escribirte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;olerte imposible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dedicarte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y no estás...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;porque vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;me la alejas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dame&lt;/span&gt; otra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;oportunidad....&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/26140499-114507289009499879?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507289009499879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507289009499879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507289009499879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507289009499879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/ciego.html' title='Ciego'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507286371068744</id><published>2006-04-14T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:47:43.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se pasan los días</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se pasan los días&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se pasan los &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;días&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y de ti recibo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;lejanos latidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;signos de vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;por donde veo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pasar mi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;incierto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;por donde pasare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;donde mis huellas dejare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mas alla de mi hoy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de mi vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de mis latidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de mi corazon solitario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que busca en ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;los secretos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;que escondes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sobre la herida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sobre ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sobre la soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que corta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;soledad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en tu sonrisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;en mi deseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de llegar a ti&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/26140499-114507286371068744?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507286371068744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507286371068744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507286371068744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507286371068744'/><link 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con la ganas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de tenerte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con la ganas que te tengo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-114507283590170401?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507283590170401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507283590170401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507283590170401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507283590170401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;el sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; mismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;al verte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;quedarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; ciego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; / quemarme los ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y atrapar / la imagen mas bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;en la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; única luz / que quize mirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;porque con sentirte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;me basta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y oir la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dentro de mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;latir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;la calida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;pasión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que encendiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;la primera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; q crucé tu mirada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y me dejaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;ahora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; en la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;estoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; buscando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;lo ultimo que quiero ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y lo que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;eternamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;quiero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/26140499-114507278757587922?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507278757587922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507278757587922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507278757587922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507278757587922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/sol.html' title='Sol'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507275624619214</id><published>2006-04-14T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:45:56.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras veo que por&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fin&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;El horizonte se desvanece&lt;br /&gt;El &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mar y&lt;/span&gt; el &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La realidad&lt;br /&gt;La realidad&lt;br /&gt;puedo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;verla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El camino que me llevaba&lt;br /&gt;Mostró el color de su &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y no el negro de su &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;asfalto&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Que cubría cual manto negro&lt;br /&gt;Donde no supe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en donde&lt;/span&gt; pisar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logré ver a mi alrededor&lt;br /&gt;Y no encontré a nadie&lt;br /&gt;Las &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;paredes&lt;/span&gt; que habían&lt;br /&gt;Fueron rotas&lt;br /&gt;Por la caída de un par de lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;Salí a buscar&lt;br /&gt;Pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ya no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; estaba&lt;br /&gt;lo que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; estubo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; puedo regresar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26140499-114507275624619214?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507275624619214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507275624619214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507275624619214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507275624619214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/camino.html' title='Camino'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507271392443474</id><published>2006-04-14T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:45:13.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deseos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Deseos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cerca&lt;/span&gt; de ti estuve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y no&lt;/span&gt; pude besarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ahora lejos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y sólo puedo llorarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cerca tuyo estuve enamorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;deseando &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tus labios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lejos&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; escribo&lt;/span&gt; mis cartas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y sólo puedo leerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Volar por los aires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Llegar&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hacia ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Para experimentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lo que en pensamientos pasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cada noche&lt;/span&gt; salada en mi rostro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cerca tuyo quiero estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mas sólo puedo escuchar tu voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;lejos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te extraño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y sólo puedo extrañarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cerca tuyo estaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y sabré besarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;lejos de todos te amaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y solo podré ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lejos de todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cerca de nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;solo tu y yo.&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/26140499-114507271392443474?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507271392443474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507271392443474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507271392443474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507271392443474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/deseos.html' title='Deseos'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507267445809231</id><published>2006-04-14T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:44:34.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrecife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Arrecife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoy&lt;/span&gt; encontré tu pañuelo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentí otra vez el olor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A humo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de la noche &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en tus brazos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El calor de mi cuerpo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Se &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;junto&lt;/span&gt; al tuyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Escuchamos el &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ir y venir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De la olas, de tu besos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La arena formó parte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Del camino &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;del día &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Del lugar donde nos sentamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Donde &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solo&lt;/span&gt; importaba tu mirada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tus manos en las mías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tus&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pasos&lt;/span&gt; sobre los míos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoy&lt;/span&gt; empezaré el día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Como siempre lo hago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viviendo&lt;/span&gt; para darte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lo que te pueda dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lo que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;más&lt;/span&gt; me guste de mi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La esperanza del mañana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Siempre &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aterradora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La satisfacción &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que hoy estas conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y el momento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que quedó grabado en mi mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El recuerdo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De haber vivido un día &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maravilloso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que solo se podría &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;vivirlo contigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;aunque &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; puedas dejar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;el pasado como yo lo hice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;para poder disfrutar a plenitud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tu compañía&lt;/span&gt;, tu sonrisa, Tu.&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/26140499-114507267445809231?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507267445809231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Tacto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tacto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentado&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; junto&lt;/span&gt; a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiero&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas si me acerco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Algo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me puede&lt;/span&gt; pasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miro&lt;/span&gt; fijamente, es verdad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No lo puedo negar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mirarte &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a los&lt;/span&gt; ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me sonrojo poco a poco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me tocaste al rato de hablarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentí tu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ahora &lt;/span&gt;me siento sagrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Al tanto que de sudor mis manos…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estoy&lt;/span&gt; temblando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ahora &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;imagino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; loco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Estoy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Con tu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sueño&lt;/span&gt; esperado.&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/26140499-114507264771127902?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507264771127902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507264771127902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507264771127902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507264771127902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/tacto.html' title='Tacto'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507260166020183</id><published>2006-04-14T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:43:21.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lineas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lineas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pasos&lt;/span&gt; seguí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tus huellas solo encontré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;salida&lt;/span&gt; donde espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Llegue donde estuvo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solo&lt;/span&gt; el viento me trajo tu figura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;corría&lt;/span&gt; por mis sentidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Perturbando &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mi cordura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ese dia quedé &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sin ti&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pero de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mañana&lt;/span&gt; vendrá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Con &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;el viento&lt;/span&gt; que se fué&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Vendrás para dibujarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;En sombras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que estremecen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Los colores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En un dia gris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pintado&lt;/span&gt; con los colores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que das, tu, en pequeños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Latidos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de felicidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A esta linea recta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que es mi vida &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sin ti&lt;/span&gt;…&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/26140499-114507260166020183?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507260166020183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507260166020183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507260166020183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507260166020183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/lineas.html' title='Lineas'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507257646249657</id><published>2006-04-14T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:42:56.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adentro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pensando &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en ti&lt;/span&gt; anochecen los días&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Amanecen las noches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Duermen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;los soles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Se despiertan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;las estrellas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Descansan los &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ríos y vientos&lt;/span&gt; dejan de soplar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Tu aroma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desafía&lt;/span&gt; mi imaginación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Tu figura &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clava&lt;/span&gt; en mi rostro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Un destello&lt;/span&gt; de felicidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Cual rayo que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;atraviesa&lt;/span&gt; mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Tus labios compiten con la dulzura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Cual abeja que crea en su panal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Declaraste &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;la guerra&lt;/span&gt; en entre las rosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Cual es la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;más bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Un tatuaje dibujaste&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; en mi cabeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tu recuerdo&lt;/span&gt; imborrable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Permaneció por siempre &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en mi&lt;/span&gt; interior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&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/26140499-114507257646249657?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507257646249657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507257646249657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507257646249657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507257646249657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/adentro.html' title='Adentro'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507238008596014</id><published>2006-04-14T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:39:40.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Alas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hermosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Como el hada de los bosques&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que revolotea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Libre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pequeña y escurridiza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Como el amor verdadero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pero tan bella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Como una estrella&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fugaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fugaz como mis momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De felicidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Felicidad qe tu me puedes dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En mis manos, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;agarrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;te llevare por mis venas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;donde te protegere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;como nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nadie como tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nadie.&lt;/span&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/26140499-114507238008596014?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507238008596014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507238008596014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507238008596014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507238008596014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/alas.html' title='Alas'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507223849356441</id><published>2006-04-14T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:37:18.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estrella de los sueños</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Estrella de los sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En al &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;vi una estrella fugaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de entre todas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;la única&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que brillaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sobre &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;el hielo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;en mis ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;aquella que solo pasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que pasa de vez en cuando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;para fabricar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;un sueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;para soñar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y volar con ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;en sueños&lt;/span&gt; suele pasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de vez en cuando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;brilla y se humedecen  mi ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;al verte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;al pasar de las horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que corren como el viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cuando te veo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cuando te quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cuando &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te extraño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cuando puedo verte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y te veo pasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;como una estrella fugaz&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/26140499-114507223849356441?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/feeds/114507223849356441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26140499&amp;postID=114507223849356441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507223849356441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26140499/posts/default/114507223849356441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exscritos.blogspot.com/2006/04/estrella-de-los-sueos.html' title='Estrella de los sueños'/><author><name>Eqiz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nf4sLIg6Fno/TaYNdSQiUSI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0oj4pVBo5Hw/s220/68265_480635596565_521821565_6260823_6445880_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26140499.post-114507220164041852</id><published>2006-04-14T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:36:41.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ya sé que un día me dejaras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ya se que no habrá mas entre nosotros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Solo se que hoy será un día mas contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que no habrá pasado ni futuro que me afecte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;En esta carrera de la vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que solo me brinda momentos de felicidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Casi instantáneos y que debo vivirlos….. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cada segundo de mi existencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Si en verdad la felicidad existe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No la dejaré pasar por pensar en lo que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pudo o no pudo ser  en lo corta que es el la vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y lo mucho que hay que vivirla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ahora estoy feliz pero siempre tengo un hueco en mi corazón &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que solo me dice que estoy hecho para sufrir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que solo existe un persona en el mundo que me pueda acompañar siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y que si no es… otra vez me llevare el gran golpe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Del que me tendré que le levantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que si en verdad estas conmigo nos caeremos juntos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y nos ayudaremos a levantarnos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y te curaré las heridas sin necesidad de que me lo pidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que todo lo que hago por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lo hago porque así lo siento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque solo entregándome a ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Podré saber si en mi vida serás la que camine a mi costado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un día mas amanece y otro mundo empezó desde ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te quiero mucho y solo se que lo puedo sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Te extraño cada minuto que pasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cada que no estás &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;El deseo de verte siempre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Esta en un lucha con el miedo de perderte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hora tras hora que pasa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y pasaran mas hasta volverte a verte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;no quiero dejarte nunca pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;si un día dejas de soplar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;entonces caeré otra vez a la tierra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;esperando que otra corriente tan cálida y suave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;me vuelva a envolver entre sus brazos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;como tu lo haces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sufro desde el momento que te vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;desde el momento que te fuiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;desde que regresaste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;desde que yo espero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;no te vuelvas a ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;te dejare un beso siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;para hacerte saber que siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;estaré ahí si me necesitas si encuentras en mi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;lo que nunca buscaste en un hombre antes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;si lo que te doy te hace sentir bien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;no dudes que estaré siempre contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;no te olvides, como tu sabes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que la flor nace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;con el cuidado que le puedas dar….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nace solo en determinadas épocas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que no siempre veraz la hermosura de su pétalos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que te cortarás con sus espinas al cuidarla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que amaras la dulzura de su aroma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a pesar de las heridas  y cicatrices que te dejaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;otras que nunca te dieron lo que esta te dio.&lt;/span&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/26140499-114507220164041852?l=exscritos.blogspot.com' alt='' 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